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Wake, soldier, wake, thy war-horse waits
To bear thee to the battle back;
Thou slumberest at a foeman’s gates,—
Thy dog would break thy bivouac;
Thy plume is trailing in the dust
And thy red falchion gathering rust.

— Thomas Kibble Hervey

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Ships that sailed for sunny isles,
But never came to shore.

Like ships, that sailed for sunny isles,
But never came to shore.

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The tomb of him who would have made
The world too glad and free.

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Gayly we glide in the gaze of the world
With streamers afloat and with canvas unfurled,
All gladness and glory to wandering eyes,
Yet chartered by sorrow and freighted with sighs.

A love that took an early root,
And had an early doom.

The Devil's Progress (1849)

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