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So forever in the future,
Shall I battle as of yore,
Dying to be born a fighter,
But to die again, once more.
Through A Glass, Darkly (1918)
So as through a glass, and darkly
The age long strife I see
Where I fought in many guises,
Many names, but always me.
Through A Glass, Darkly (1918)
Through the travail of the ages,
Midst the pomp and toil of war,
Have I fought and strove and perished
Countless times upon this star. In the form of many people
In all panoplies of time
Have I seen the luring vision
Of the Victory Maid, sublime.
Through A Glass, Darkly (1918)
I have fought with gun and cutlass
On the red and slippery deck
With all Hell aflame within me
And a rope around my neck.
Through A Glass, Darkly (1918)