Right you guessed the rising morrowAnd scorned to tread the mire you must:Dust's your wages, son of sorrow,But men may come to worse than dust. Souls undone, undoing others,-Long time since the tale began.You would not live to wrong your brothers:Oh lad, you died as fits a man.
-A.E. Housman
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