SIEGE OF VALENCIA.
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If, ere thy steps turn homeward from the field,
The voice is hush'd that still hath welcomed thee,
Think of me in thy victory!
HERNANDEZ.
This is no time to melt our nature down
To a soft stream of tears!—Be of strong heart!
Give me the banner! Swell the song again!
THE CITIZENS.
It is not an hour for knells and tears,
But for helmets braced and serried spears!
—To-morrow for the dead!
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