<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song of the Soldiers</strong></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 see well 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=529593" data-title="Song of the Soldiers de Thomas Hardy" data-description="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 prank, O think you, Friend with..."></div> </div> </div>

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