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Sir Henry John Newbolt. (1862–1938)

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To set the cause above renown,
To love the game above the prize.

The Island Race. Clifton Chapel.

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The work of the world must still be done,
And minds are many though truth be one.

The Echo.

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Princes of courtesy, merciful, proud and strong.

Craven.

Richard Hovey. (1864–1900)

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In all climes we pitch out tents,
Cronies of the elements,
With the secret lords of birth
Intimate and free.

The Wander-lovers.

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The people blossoms armies and puts forth
The splendid summer of its noiseless might.

The Call of the Bugles.

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The great white cold walks abroad!

Dartmouth Winter-song.

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    Nor love they least
  Who strike with right good will
  To vanquish ill
And fight God’s battle upward from the beast.

Bugles.

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Who would not rather founder in the fight
Than not have known the glory of the fray?

Two and Fate.

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Praise be to you, O hills, that you can breathe
Into our souls the secret of your power!

Comrades.

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Spring in the world!
And all things are made new!

Spring.