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Soars still thy spirit Child of Fire	A
Dost hear the camps of Europe hum	B
On eagle wings dost hover nigher	A
At the far rolling of the drum	B
To see the harvest thou hast sown	C
Smilest thou now Napoleon	D
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Long had the world in blinded mirth	E
Or suffering patience dreamed content	F
When lo like thunder over earth	E
Thy challenge pealed the skies were rent	F
Thy terrible youth rose up alone	C
Against the old world on its throne	C
	-
With shuddering then the peoples gazed	G
And such a stupor bound them dumb	B
As those fierce Colchian ranks amazed	G
Who saw the youthful Jason come	B
And challenging the War God's name	H
Step forth his fiery yoke to tame	H
	-
He took those dread bulls by the horn	I
Harnessed their fury to his will	J
And in the furrow swiftly torn	I
The dragon's teeth abroad did spill	J
When lo behind his trampling heel	K
The furrow flowered into steel	K
	-
A spear a plume a warrior sprung	L
Arm'd gods in wrath by hundreds he	M
Faced all and full amidst them flung	L
His magic helmet instantly	M
Their swords upon themselves they drew	A
And shouting each the other slew	A
	-
But no Medean spell was thine	N
Napoleon nor anointed charm	O
Thy will was as a fate divine	N
To wavering men who watched thine arm	O
Drive on through Europe old thy plough	P
The harvest ripens even now	P
	-
Time's purple flauntings king and crown	Q
Old custom's tall and idle weeds	R
Were tossed aside and trampled down	Q
While thou didst scatter fiery seeds	R
That in the gendering lap of earth	E
Prepared a new world's Titan birth	E
	-
Then in thy path from underground	S
Where long benumbed in trance they froze	T
The Nations giant forms unbound	S
Slow to their aching stature rose	T
And through their wintry veins again	U
Slow flushed the streams of life in pain	V
	-
Thy thunder O Napoleon passed	W
But these whom thou hadst stirred to life	X
On them the imperious doom was cast	W
Of inextinguishable strife	X
For peace they longed but blood and tears	Y
Still blinded the tempestuous years	Z
	-
A hundred years have flown and still	J
For peace they pine peace tarries yet	A2
These groaning armies Europe fill	J
And war's red planet hath not set	A2
O mockery of peace that gnaws	B2
Their hearts for so abhorred a cause	C2
	-
Is peace so easy Nay the names	D2
That are most dear and most divine	N
To men are like the heavenly flames	D2
That farthest from possession shine	N
Peace love truth freedom unto these	E2
The way is through the storming seas	E2
	-
Ye wakened nations now no more	A
You battle for a monarch's whim	F2
The cause is now in your heart's core	A
Your soul must strive through every limb	F2
They who with all their soul contend	G2
Bear more but to a nobler end	G2
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Be patient in your strife And thou	P
O England dearer than the rest	H2
England with proud looks on thy brow	P
England with trouble at thy breast	H2
Seek on in patient fortitude	I2
Strong peace most worthy to be wooed	I2
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Take up thy task O nobly born	I
With both hands grasp thy destiny	M
Easy is ignorance easy scorn	I
And fluent pride unworthy thee	M
Grand rolls the planet of thy fate	J2
Be thy just passions also great	J2
	-
Turn from the sweet lure of content	F
Rise up among the beds of ease	E2
Be all thy will as a bow bent	F
Thy sure on coming like thy seas	E2
Purge clear within thy deep desires	K2
To be our burning altar fires	K2
	-
Then welcome peril so it bring	L2
Thy true soul leaping into light	M2
A glory for our mouths to sing	L2
And for our deeds to match in might	M2
Till thou at last our hope enthrone	I
And make indeed thy peace our own	I

Robert Laurence Binyon

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