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   'Tis not hard to bear the brunt
   Of the foe's assault in front,
'Tis harder much our doubtings and our fears to subjugate;
   But we never will despair,
   We will dare and ever dare,
Till our constancy and courage win at last the smile of fate!

   Then a bumper let us drain
   To our many comrades slain;
'Tis no shame if to our eyes the tear-drops start:
   We'll keep silence for a space,
   Tracing o'er each vanished face,
Then once more, refreshed and strengthened, on our pilgrimage depart.

  1885?

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