<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hero Of Heroes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let others write of battles fought, <br>Of bloody' ghastly fields, <br>Where honor greets the man who wins, <br>And death the man who yields; <br>But I will of him who fights<br>And vanquishes his sins, <br>Who struggles on through weary years<br>Against himself, and wins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is a hero staunch and brave<br>Who fights an unseen foe, <br>And puts at last beneath his feet<br>His passions base and low; <br>Who stands erect in manhood's might, <br>Undaunted, undismayed, -<br>The bravest man who drew a sword<br>In shumble foray or in raid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It calls for something more than brawn<br>Or muscle to o'ercome<br>An enemy who marcheth not<br>With banner, plume, or drum, -<br>A foe forever lurking nigh, <br>With silent, stealthy tread; <br>Forever near your board by day, <br>At night beside your head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All honor, then, to that brave heart, <br>Though poor or rich he be, <br>Who struggles with his baser part, -<br>Who conquers and is free! <br>He may not wear a hero's crown, <br>Or fill a hero's grave; <br>But truth will place his name<br>Among the bravest of the brave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Redscar+McOdindo+K%27Oyuga">Redscar McOdindo K'Oyuga</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=576679" data-title="The Hero Of Heroes de Redscar McOdindo K'Oyuga" data-description="Let others write of battles fought, Of bloody' ghastly fields, Where honor greets the man who wins, And death the man who yields; But I will of him who fights And vanquishes his sins, Who struggles on through weary years Against himself, and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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