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Sonnets of the Wingless Hours

By Eugene Lee-Hamilton
  
  

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THE RANSOM OF PERU.
  
  
  
  
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THE RANSOM OF PERU.

The conquered Inca to Pizarro said:
‘I swear to fill this hall with virgin gold,
As high as any Spaniard here can hold
His steel-gloved hand, if thou wilt spare my head.’
Then streamed the ingots from their rocky bed:
For weeks and weeks the tide of treasure roll'd
To reach the mark; but when the sum was told,
The victor only strangled him instead.
And many have said to Fate: ‘If I may eat
Life's sweet coarse bread, the ransom shall be pour'd
In rhymes of gold at thy victorious feet.’
But like Pizarro waiting for his hoard,
Fate gave them chains; and letting them complete
The glittering heap, then drew the strangling cord.