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Shoot, if you must, this old gray head,But spare your country's flag," she said.
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The windows of my soul I throwWide open to the sun.
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When faith is lost, when honor diesThe man is dead!
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Making their lives a prayer.
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Perish with him the folly that seeks through evil good.
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The hope of all who suffer,The dread of all who wrong.
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Again the shadow moveth o'erThe dial-plate of time.
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Better heresy of doctrine than heresy of heart.
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Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young.
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Each crisis brings its word and deed.
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The Beauty which old Greece or RomeSung, painted, wrought, lies close at home.
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Nature speaks in symbols and in signs.
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Who never wins can rarely lose,Who never climbs as rarely falls.
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To eat the lotus of the NileAnd drink the poppies of Cathay.
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Falsehoods which we spurn to-dayWere the truths of long ago.
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Low stir of leaves and dip of oarsAnd lapsing waves on quiet shores.
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Life is ever lord of DeathAnd Love can never lose its own.
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God is and all is well.
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Weary lawyers with endless tongues.
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For they the mind of Christ discernWho lean, like John, upon His breast.
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