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126 THOMAS HARDY
��"MEN WHO MARCH AWAY"
SONG OF THE SOLDIERS
What of the faith and fire within us
Men who march away
Ere the barn-cocks say
Night is growing gray, To hazards whence no tears can win us ; What of the faith and fire within us
Men who march away ?
Is it a purbHnd prank, O think you. Friend with the musing eye Who watch us stepping by. With doubt and dolorous sigh ?
Can much pondering so hoodwink you !
Is it a purbhnd prank, O think you. Friend with the musing eye ?
Nay. We see well what we are doing,
Though some may not see —
Dalliers as they be ! —
England's need are we ; Her distress would set us rueing : Nay. We see well what we are doing,
Though some may not see !
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