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If days should pass without a written word / To tell me of thy welfare, and if days / Should lengthen out to weeks, until the maze / Of questioning fears confused me, and I heard. / Life-sounds as echoes; and one came and said / After these weeks of waiting: "He is dead!"
Though the quick sword had found the vital part, / And the life-blood must mingle with the tears, / I think that, as the dying soldier hears / The cries of victory, and feels his heart / Surge with his country's triumph-hour, I could / Hope bravely on, and feel that God was good.