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UNDISMAYED.
UNDISMAYED.
Courage! ye fainting hearts!
Though darkness rules to-day,
Maybe the morrow's sun may chase
The mist and gloom away.
Though now War's clarion tongue
Rings through the startled air,
The voice of Peace shall yet proclaim
Its victory everywhere!
Though darkness rules to-day,
Maybe the morrow's sun may chase
The mist and gloom away.
Though now War's clarion tongue
Rings through the startled air,
The voice of Peace shall yet proclaim
Its victory everywhere!
Grim into every house
Some fearful trouble comes!
Oh, God! the lonesome hearts to-night,
The desolated homes!
For us who stay behind,
To watch, and pray, and wait,
The lot is harder than for those
Who go to seek their fate.
Some fearful trouble comes!
Oh, God! the lonesome hearts to-night,
The desolated homes!
For us who stay behind,
To watch, and pray, and wait,
The lot is harder than for those
Who go to seek their fate.
But shall we fail, and sink,
Beneath the weight of woe?
We who have bid our dearest ones
Gird on the sword and go!
No! though we suffer loss,
And weep our secret tears,
We look beyond the present time,—
Look to the coming years.
Beneath the weight of woe?
We who have bid our dearest ones
Gird on the sword and go!
No! though we suffer loss,
And weep our secret tears,
We look beyond the present time,—
Look to the coming years.
