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| YOU have no enemies, you say? | |
| Alas! my friend, the boast is poor; | |
| He who has mingled in the fray | |
| Of duty, that the brave endure, | |
| Must have made foes! If you have none, | 5 |
| Small is the work that you have done. | |
| You’ve hit no traitor on the hip, | |
| You’ve dashed no cup from perjured lip, | |
| You’ve never turned the wrong to right, | |
| You’ve been a coward in the fight. | 10 |
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