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 And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end,...  Ohio Archæological and Historical Quarterly - Página 432 1900 Visualização integral -
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