What are the major men? All men are brave.

All men endure. The great captain is the choice

Of chance. Finally, the most solemn burial

Is a paisant chronicle. Men live to be

Admired by men and all men, therefore, live

To be admired by all men. Nations live

To be admired by nations. The race is brave.

The race endures. The funeral pomps of the race

Are a multitude of individual pomps

And the chronicle of humanity is the sum

Of paisant chronicles. The major men—

That is different. They are characters beyond

Reality, composed thereof. They are

The fictive man created out of men.

They are men but artificial men. They are

Nothing in which it is not possible

To believe, more than the casual hero, more

Than Tartuffe as myth, the most Moliére,

The easy projection long prohibited.

The baroque poet may see him as still a man

As Virgil, abstract. But see him for yourself,

The fictive man. He may be seated in

A café. There may be a dish of country cheese

And a pineapple on the table. It must be so.