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 F we but had the right Sure on our side, and strong ; Then the soldier should fight with might, And the singer should chant his song. But there cometh a whisper, like whisper of Fate, " They that conquer the weak are not valiant nor great." If it were ours to view Only the half of life ; If a film on our eyes there grew, Then we, blinded, were fit for strife ; But the heavenly light showeth piercingly clear That the dwarf in the distance is giant when near.