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HOW can I tell you the story of the Hope and its defence?
We wrought in a narrow circle; it was hither and thither and thence; / To the walls, and back for a little; to the fort and there to abide, / Grey-beards and boys and women; they lived there-and they died; / Nor counted much in the story. I have heard it told since then, / And mere lies our deeds have turned to in the mouths of happy men, / And e'en those will be soon forgotten as the world wends on its way, / Too busy for truth or kindness. Yet my soul is seeing the day / When those who are now but children the new generation shall be, / And e'en in our land of commerce and the workshop over the sea, / Amid them shall spring up the story; yea the very breath of the air / To the yearning hearts of the workers true tale of it all shall bear.