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Carl Sandburg

1878 to 1967

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Napoleon shifted, 
Restless in the old sarcophagus 
And murmured to a watchguard 
"Who goes there?" 
"Twenty-one million men,
Soldiers, armies, guns,
Twenty-one million 
Afoot, horseback, 
In the air,
Under the sea"
And Napoleon turned to his sleep 
"It is not my world answering, 
It is some dreamer who knows not 
The world I marched in 
From Calais to Moscow" 
And he slept on 
In the old sarcophagus 
While the aeroplanes 
Droned their motors 
Between Napoleon's mausoleum 
And the cool night stars