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Robert Laurence Binyon - Before The Dawn
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Blacker the night grows ere the dawn be risen,
 Keener the cost, and fiercer yet the fight.
 But hark! above the thunder and the terror
 A trumpet blowing splendid through the night.

 It is the challenge of our dead undying,
 Calling, Remember! We have died for you.
 It is the cry of perilled earth`s hereafter--
 Sons of our sons--Be glorious! Be true!

 Now in the hour when either world is witness,
 Never or now shall we be proven great,
 Rise to the height of all our strain and story,
 Aye, and beyond! For we ourselves are Fate.
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