Happy are they and charmed in life Who through long wars arrive unscarred At peace. To such the wreath be given, If they unfalteringly have striven — In honor, as in limb, unmarred. Let cheerful praise be rife, And let them live their years at ease, Musing on brothers who victorious died — Loved mates whose memory shall ever please. And yet mischance is honorable too — Seeming defeat in conflict justified Whose end to closing eyes is hid from view. The will, that never can relent — The aim, survivor of the bafflement, Make this memorial due.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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