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Like your own Damien

Who sought that leper's isle

To die a simple man

For men with tranquil smile.

So strong in faith you dared

Defy the giant, scorn

Ignobly to be spared,

Though trampled, spoiled, and torn.

And in your faith arose

And smote, and smote again,

Till those astonished foes

Reeled from their mounds of slain.

The faith that the free soul,

Untaught by force to quail,

Through fire and dirge and dole

Prevails and shall prevail.

Still for your frontier stands

The host that knew no dread,

Your little, stubborn land's

Nameless, immortal dead. Laurence Binyon

BELGIUM

La Belgique ne regrette rien