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Robert Laurence Binyon - English Earth
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As over English earth I gaze,
 Bare down, deep lane, and coppice--crowned
 Green hill, and distance lost in blue
 Horizon of this homely ground,

 A light that glows as from within
 Seems glorifying leaf and grass
 And every simple wayside flower
 That knows not how to say Alas!

 O Light, by which we live and move,
 Shine through us now, one living whole
 With dear earth! Arm us from within
 For this last Battle of the Soul!
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