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SONG OF 
 THE SOLDIERS 
 
 BY 
 
 THOMAS HARDY. 
 
 HOVE, 1915. 
 
 Reprinted from the "Times" of the 9ik September, 1914 
 
SONG OF 
 THE SOLDIERS 
 
 BY 
 
 FHOMAS HARDY. 
 
 HOVE, 1915. 
 
 Reprinted from the " Times " of the 9th September, 1914 
 
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 WHAT of the faith and fire within us 
 Men who march away 
 Ere the barn-cocks say 
 Night is growing gray, 
 
 To hazards whence no tears can win us ; 
 What of the faith and fire within us 
 Men who march away ? 
 
 Is it a purblind prank, O think you, 
 Friend with the musing eye 
 Who watch us stepping by, 
 W T ith doubt and dolorous sigh ? 
 
 Can much pondering so hoodwink you ! 
 
 Is it a purblind prank, O think you, 
 Friend with the musing eye ? 
 
 Nay. We see well what w r e are doing, 
 
 Though some may not see 
 
 Dalliers as they be! 
 
 England's need are we ; 
 Her distress would set us rueing : 
 Nay. We see well what we are doing, 
 
 Though some may not see ! 
 
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In our heart of hearts believing 
 
 Victory crowns the just, 
 
 Ana that braggarts must 
 
 Surely bite the dust, 
 March we to the field ungrieving, 
 In our heart of hearts believing, 
 
 Victory crowns the just. 
 
 Hence the faith and fire within us 
 
 Men who march away 
 
 Ere the barn-cocks say 
 
 Night is growing gray, 
 To hazards whence no tears can win us 
 Hence the faith and fire within us 
 
 Men who march away. 
 
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