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Search for the foe in thine own soul,
The sloth, the pride;
The trivial jest that veils the goal
For which, our fathers lived and died;
The lawless dreams, the cynic Art,
That rend thy nobler self apart.
Search for the foe in thine own soul,
The sloth, the pride;
The trivial jest that veils the goal
For which, our fathers lived and died;
The lawless dreams, the cynic Art,
That rend thy nobler self apart.
War Poetry - 1914-17
