So all day long the noise of battle rolled/ Among the mountains by the winter sea.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old.
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O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar, The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!
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Oh for someone with a heart, head and hand. Whatever they call them, what do I care, aristocrat, democrat, autocrat, just be it one that can rule and dare not lie.
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Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height:/ What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang)?
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His honour rooted in dishonour stood,
And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
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Till the war-drum throbbed no longer, and the battle-flags were furled/ In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world.
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And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea,/ But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.
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I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
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A land of streams! some, like a downward smoke,/ Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go.
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I have fought for Queen and Faith like a valiant man and true;/ I have only done my duty as a man is bound to do.
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Forward, forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change
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Not with blinded eyesight poring over miserable books.
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I am shamed thro' all my nature to have loved so slight a thing.
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To love one maiden only, cleave to her,/ And worship her by years of noble deeds,/ Until they won her.
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Old men must die, or the word would grow moldy, would only breed the past again
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For I dipt into the future, as far as human eye can see, saw the vision of the world, and the wonder that would be.
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The world will not believe a man repents; And this wise world of ours is mainly right
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Our loyal passion for our temperate kings.
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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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Cannon to right of them,/ Cannon to left of them,/ Cannon in front of them/ Volleyed and thundered.
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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,/ Tears from the depth of some divine despair.
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Ring out the feud of rich and poor,/ Ring in redress to all mankind.
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A day less or more/ At sea or ashore,/ We die - does it matter when?
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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Ring in the valiant man and free the larger heart, the kindlier hand! Ring out the darkness of the land, ring in the Christ that is to be!
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The greater person is one of courtesy.
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Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
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The world which credits what is done/ Is cold to all that might have been.
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