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...not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac...like dumb, driven cattle ! Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act — act in the living Present...

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...naturally after the battle, to this the Poet recurs, and is borne away into the of mixed metaphor : — In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, but purpose. for here thought has not suggested thought, " one word borrowed another," and to little...

...to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout und brave, Still, like mulHed drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In...like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act — act in the living Present!...

...to-day. " Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. "...like dumb, driven cattle ! Be a hero in the strife ! "Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead ! Act — act in the living present...

...to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In...like dumb driven cattle — Be a hero in the strife. Trust no future, howe'er pleasant, Let the dead past bury its dead ; Act — act in the living present...

...to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting ; And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In...like dumb, driven cattle ! Be a hero in the strife ! Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; StilZ achieving, still pursuing, Learn...

...to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In...like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act,—act in the living Present!...

...to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In...like dumb, driven cattle ! Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living...