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 To steel our souls against the lust of ease; To find our welfare in the general good; To hold together, merging all degrees In one wide brotherhood;—

To teach that he who saves himself is lost; To bear in silence though our hearts may bleed; To spend ourselves, and never count the cost, For others' greater need;—

To go our quiet ways, subdued and sane; To hush all vulgar clamour of the street; With level calm to face alike the strain Of triumph or defeat;—

This be our part, for so we serve you best, So best confirm their prowess and their pride, Your warriors sons, to whom in this high test Our fortunes we confide.

OWEN SEAMAN