His terror's touch dynamite. , In what cold clockwork of the stars and the nations , Bullets smacking the belly out of the air, He plunged past with his bayonet toward the hedge, , King, honour, human dignity, etcetera , Statuary in mid - stride. Then the shot - slashed furrows, The patriotic tear that had brimmed in his eye.

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