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Let Honour Speak

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Let Honour speak, for only Honour can     End nobly what in nobleness began.     Nor hate nor anger may, though just their cause,     This strife prolong, if Honour whisper, Pause!     Let Honour speak.     For Honour keeps the ashes of the dead,     Accounts the anguish of all widowhead,     All childlessness, all sacrifice, defeat,     And all our dead have died for, though to live was sweet.     Let Honour speak,     Nor weariness nor weakness murmur, Stay!     Nor for this Now England's To be betray.     All else be dumb, for only Honour can     End nobly what in nobleness began.

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