When I peruse the conquered fame

I've had this poem by Whitman lodged between me ears all day!!!!!

When I peruse the conquered fame of heroes, and the
victories of mighty generals, I do not envy the
generals,
Nor the President in his Presidency, nor the rich in his
great house;
But when I hear of the brotherhood of lovers, how it was
with them,
How through life, through dangers, odium, unchanging,
long and rong
Through youth, and through middle and old age, how
unfaltering, how affectionate and faithful they
were,
Then I am pensive--I hastily walk away, filled with the
bitterest envy.
-Walt Whiitman