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First Line: Strife for a quarter-century, / with nor sword-thrust, nor battle-cry
Last Line: Bestowed by god.
Subject(s): Peace


STRIFE for a quarter-century,
With nor sword-thrust, nor battle-cry,
Nor powder-smoke, nor victory,
Nor St. John's Knight in the melee.
Yet many were the conflicts hot,
Of which the idle world recked naught;
How dire the peril often grew
God only knew.

E'en to the depths of my soul rent,
With wounds in hands and feet sore spent,
Crushed beneath many a cruel heel,
How sharp the pangs they made me feel!
How I have wept and moaned and sighed,
While my foe's cruel taunts replied;
How to the mark each keen shaft flew,
God only knew.

Evening draws near, a cool breeze blows,
The stress of battle feebler grows;
Sometimes the lips which pain has blanched,
Utter a sigh -- the blood is stanched --
Past is the anguish of the fray,
A star shines with a gentle ray,
Peace comes -- the path of trial trod --
Bestowed by God.





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