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"It is my life; I bring it torn and stained Out of the battles I have lost and gained; Once captured, won back from the enemy At a great loss; yet here I hold it still, My own to render up as now I do; I render it up joyfully to you, Choosing defeat: do with it as you will. "
To be out of doors, away from that strange, unreal house of mourning, brought with it a sensation of almost physical relief.