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This is their trumpet ripe and rounded, / They have burnt the wheat and gathered the chaff, / And we that have fought them, we that have watched them, / Have we at least not cause to laugh?
Never so low at least we stumbled -- / Dead we have been but not so dead / As these that live on the life they squandered, / As these that drink of the blood they shed.