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Foiled by our fellow-men, depressed, outworn We leave the brutal world to takes its way, And, Patience, in another life we say, The world shall be thrust down and we up-born. And will not, then, the immortal armies, scorn The world’s poor, routed leavoings? or will they, Who failed under the heat of this life’s day, Support the fervours of the heavenly morn? No, no! the energy of life may be Kept on after the grave, but not begun; And he who flaggged not in the early strife, From strength to strength advancing - only he, His soul well knit, and all his battles won, Mounts, and that hardly, te eternal life. Брутальность красит!

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