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FOREWORD
ОглавлениеPRO PATRIA
Britons, in this great fight to which you go
Because where Honour calls you, go you must,
Be glad, whatever comes, at least to know
You have your quarrel just.
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Others may spurn the pledge of land to land,
May with the brute sword stain a gallant past;
But by the seal to which you set your hand
Thank God, you still stand fast.
Sir Owen Seaman (“Touchstone”)
This and other poems by “Touchstone”
reprinted by permission of the Proprietors
of Punch.