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In our heart of hearts believmg
\'ictory crowns the just,
And that braggarts must
Surely bite the dust, March we to the field ungrieving, In our heart of hearts beHevmg
Victory crowns the just.
Hence 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 ; Hence the faith and fire within us
Men who march away.
— Thomas Hardy.
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