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Rh We should falter and should stumble, And should fail to reach the end And should die in the beginning — Die together, O my friend ! Die together? — &#39;twas a jewel Which they threw us, for a stone : Come what might, we could remember That we should not be alone So, with hands entwined the closer, We pressed on against the blast And we bided for the daylight, And the daylight came at last. First, the darkness grew to blackness, And we shivered in the cold And we trembled, lest our fingers Should not keep their faithful hold Then a strange grey veil fell on us, — Was it darkness ? was it light ? And we questioned each, What is it ? Coming day, or coming night ?