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 With nations as with individuals. Each has some moments, which, if wisely used. Will seize their barks as by an under-tow, And lift them on the billows of success. And though I have no reason to advance Than what I feel within my bosom's shrine, A holy voice,—I take it,—given by God, I pray thee, Chief,—I pray ye, gentlemen, Not to foreclose an opportunity Which missed may nevermore again return. We must attack the enemy to-day. This very hour, or lose our chance forever. What is with thee? I never heard thee speak So deep-mysteriously, so strange-perversely. The more a ground why thou shouldst not reject This time my counsel, weird as it may seem. Where highest wisdom must decide a deed. Thou wouldst decline her guidance and advice? 'T is better, when a spirit shows the way. Relieving us from scanning Wisdom's scruples. Our plainest acts are ruled by common-sense And in this crisis we should waive its conduct?