<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529545" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Men Who March Away</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Song of the Soldiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What of the faith and fire within us <br>Men who march away <br>Ere the barn-cocks say <br>Night is growing gray, <br>To hazards whence no tears can win us; <br>What of the faith and fire within us <br>Men who march away! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it a purblind prank, O think you, <br>Friend with the musing eye <br>Who watch us stepping by, <br>With doubt and dolorous sigh? <br>Can much pondering so hoodwink you? <br>Is it a purblind prank, O think you, <br>Friend with the musing eye? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay. We see well what we are doing, <br>Though some may not see -- <br>Dalliers as they be -- <br>England's need are we; <br>Her distress would leave us rueing: <br>Nay. We well see what we are doing, <br>Though some may not see! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In our heart of hearts believing <br>Victory crowns the just, <br>And that braggarts must <br>Surely bite the dust, <br>Press we to the field ungrieving, <br>In our heart of hearts believing <br>Victory crowns the just. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hence the faith and fire within us <br>Men who march away <br>Ere the barn-cocks say <br>Night is growing gray, <br>To hazards whence no tears can win us; <br>Hence the faith and fire within us <br>Men who march away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hardy">Thomas Hardy</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529545" data-title="Men Who March Away de Thomas Hardy" data-description="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 purblind pr..."></div> </div> </div>

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