Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн)
Victory
Though dead the flower, That, from her tower, Love flung you in some perfect hour: Though quenched the light, That, on the height, Faith built, a beacon in the fight: Though gone the star, That, seen afar, Hope lit to guide you through the war: Yet draw your sword, And shout your word, And plunge into the battling horde! Give Fate the lie! And, live or die, Yours, yours shall be the victory!
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