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| FOR all we have and are, | |
| For all our children’s fate, | |
| Stand up and meet the war. | |
| The Hun is at the gate! | |
| Our world has passed away | 5 |
| In wantonness o’erthrown. | |
| There is nothing left to-day | |
| But steel and fire and stone. | |
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| Though all we knew depart, | |
| The old commandments stand: | 10 |
| “In courage keep your heart, | |
| In strength lift up your hand.” | |
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| Once more we hear the word | |
| That sickened earth of old: | |
| “No law except the sword | 15 |
| Unsheathed and uncontrolled,” | |
| Once more it knits mankind, | |
| Once more the nations go | |
| To meet and break and bind | |
| A crazed and driven foe. | 20 |
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| Comfort, content, delight— | |
| The ages’ slow-bought gain— | |
| They shrivelled in a night, | |
| Only ourselves remain | |
| To face the naked days | 25 |
| In silent fortitude, | |
| Through perils and dismays | |
| Renewed and re-renewed. | |
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| Though all we made depart, | |
| The old commandments stand: | 30 |
| “In patience keep your heart, | |
| In strength lift up your hand.” | |
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| No easy hopes or lies | |
| Shall bring us to our goal, | |
| But iron sacrifice | 35 |
| Of body, will, and soul | |
| There is but one task for all— | |
| For each one life to give. | |
| Who stands if freedom fall? | |
| Who dies if England live? | 40 |
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