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I	A
In vain in vain in vain	B
Conqueror you are conquered though you grind	C
These bodies heel on neck and though you twist	D
Out of them the exquisite last wrench of pain	B
They rise they rise again	E
Rise quivering and eternally resist	D
All cunning that all cruelty can find	C
To mock the heart and lacerate the mind	C
In vain in vain	B
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II	A
The train stands packed for exile truck on truck	F
Men thronged like oxen pressed against each other	G
With worse than anger in their dangerous eyes	H
Look on their drivers armed and helmeted	I
Then forget all in sudden stormy cries	H
As past the bayonets sister wife and mother	G
Strain up to them clutch fingers tight are struck	F
And beaten back but struggle and press again	E
Catch desolated kisses fight for breath	J
To sob their widowed hearts out in a word	K
Their man shall hear reckless of wound or death	J
So they come nigh him a farewell insane	B
A passion as if the earth that bore them heard	K
And in her bones groaned And white children held	L
On shoulders where the torn dress hangs in strips	M
Cry Father and mute answers wring the lips	M
Of the exiles in their torture still unquelled	L
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A whistle screams The guards drive shout beat Then	E
An inspiration like an ecstasy	N
Seizes these women and they rush to throw	O
Their sobbing bodies prone upon the tracks	P
Before the panting engine If their men	E
Into that night of slavery must go	O
They'll be with death before them Prostrate there	Q
Tear blinded with tense arms and heaving backs	P
Young wife and child and mother of grey hair	Q
Clutch the rails anguished and athirst to die	L
While over them the towering engine throbs	P
Blind ignorant deaf and ready But you spare	Q
Such easiness of end you who did this	P
Which the sun looked on and which History	N
Shall see for ever Though they cling with sobs	P
To their own earth frenzied and bleeding swift	L
They are harried up the bayonets prise and lift	L
And tear away their hands' despairing grasp	R
They are tossed on either side at the engine's hiss	P
The wheels begin that road which curses pave	S
Between those piteous heaps that cry and gasp	R
Helpless and cheated even of their grave	S
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III	A
But something lives and burns	P
More perilous to assail	T
Than flesh of bodies frail	T
It waits and it returns	P
And when in the night you dream	U
Of the day that you did this thing	V
When you see those eyes and the bayonets' gleam	U
And the shrieks to your very heart's blood ring	V
As you do your deed in your dream again	E
The soul of the race that you racked to do	L
Your Lord's command that you thought to have cowed	L
Shall sharpen the bitterness thrice for you	L
As it rises before you crying aloud	L
You did it in vain in vain	B

Robert Laurence Binyon

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