For Merit by Ambrose Bierce

To Parmentier Parisians raise
A statue fine and large:
He cooked potatoes fifty ways,
Nor ever led a charge.

Palmam qui meruit”–the rest
You knew as well as I;
And best of all to him that best
Of sayings will apply.

Let meaner men the poet’s bays
Or warrior’s medal wear;
Who cooks potatoes fifty ways
Shall bear the palm–de terre.

See also  Epilogue by D. H. Lawrence
Leave a Reply 0

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *