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nder the shadow of a world in arms

He passes hence, whose only thought was Peace:

Out of the hates, the hurries, the alarms

That with the strenuous century increase:

Had he but spared himself," so runs the tale,

Full many a long year yet was his to take;

But no: though his heart should flag, though breath should fail,

He gave his best, his last—for England's sake.