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Stedfastness, shall we find it, then, at all?
Is it that as the winds blow north and south, / So must be praises from the loud world's mouth, / Which on its heroes in their glory fall?
Because the voice grows stiller, or the arm / No longer can beat evils back; because / The shoulders sink beneath new-rising cause, / And the fine thought has lost its moving charm;
Because of these shall puny sages shake / Their heads, and haste to mock the failing one, / Who in his strength could make the nations quake;
Prophet like Daniel, King like Solomon!
In this full time we have seen mockers run / About the throne of such as Tennyson.