The Men Who Loved The Cause That Never Dies
O come you down from the far hills Whereon you fought, triumphed and died, Men at whose names the quick blood thrills And the heart's troubled in our side. Your shadows o'er our fields ere night Draw from the shadow of old trees; Ghost-hallowed run the streams, and light Hangs halo-wise in the great peace. Warriors of England whom we praise (Ah, vain all praise!), your spirit is not Lost in the meanness of these days, Not wholly is your charge forgot. And this perplexity of strife Not all estrangd leaves our heart; England is ours yet, and her life Has yet in ours the purest part. But come you down and stand you yet A little closer to our side, Or in the darkness we forget The cause for which Earth's noblest died.
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"O come you down from the far hills..."
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