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ACROSS the field of day / In sudden blazon lay / The pallid bar of gold / Borne on the shield of day.
Night had endured so long, / And now the Day grew strong / With lance of light to hold / The Night at bay.
So on my life's dull night / The splendour of your light / Traversed the dusky shield / And shone forth golden bright.
Your colours I have worn / Through all the fight forlorn, / And these, with life, I yield, / To-night, to Night.