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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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