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Foil'd by our fellow-men, depress'd, outworn, / We leave the brutal world to take its way, / And, Patience! in another life, we say, / The world shall be thrust down, and we upborne!
And will not, then, the immortal armies scorn / The world's poor, routed leavings; or will they, / Who fail'd under the heat of this life's day, / Support the fervours of the heavenly morn?
No, no! the energy of life may be / Kept on after the grave, but not begun; / And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife, / From strength to strength advancing -- only he, / His soul well-knit, and all his battles won, / Mounts, and that hardly, to eternal life.