'WE hope to win?' By God's help -- 'Yes': Though of the 'when,' no man can guess, Since there may yet be long-drawn strain, Alternate change of pride and pain, Till Victory come -- at last -- to bless. But there are other wars that press -- Wars bred of surfeit and success -- Which, if we would our place maintain, We hope to win. There is the war with Selfishness -- The purblind fiend that 'doubts' distress; With hearts that fail and lips that feign; With Drink, with Lust, with Greed of Gain... These are the wars in which, not less, We hope to win. |