Page:Poems, Volume 1, Coates, 1916.djvu/268

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COMBATANTS

And in its matchless beauty I forgot
The constant service to my pledges due,
And, with adoring love that sorrowed not,
Entreated, "Tell me who
Hath so o'erthrown my will and pride of youth!"
He answered, "I am Truth."