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You heard the bugles calling, comrades, brothers, -- / "Close up! Close up! " You mounted to go forth, / You answered "We are coming," and you gathered, / And paraded with your Captains in the North.
From here you came, from there you came, your voices / All flashing with your joy as flash the stars, / You waited, watched, until, the last one riding / Out of the night, came roll-call after wars.