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Stout Marches Lead to Certain Ends

STOUT marches lead to certain ends,

We seek no Holy Grail, my friends -

That dawn should find us every day

Some fraction farther on our way.

The dumb lands sleep from east to west,

They stretch and turn and take their rest.

The cock has crown in the steading-yard,

But priest and people slumber hard.

            
            

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