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Show True Heroism. Let otheis wi Ite of battles fought, Of bloody, ghastly Holds Where honorgicotstheman who wins, And death the man who yields. Hut 1 will -vrite of him who lights And vanquishes his sins; Who struggles on tluough vvcaiy jeais Against himself, and wins. He is a hcio staunch and biavc, Who lights an unseen foe, And puts at last beneath his feet, His passions base and low. Who stands erect In manhood's might, Undaunted, uudlsmav The bravest man who e i. . sew sword In foiayor In inlet. It calls for something more than biaw n Or muscle, to o'ercome, An enemy who niaicheth not With banner, plume and dium. A focfoicvcr lurking nigh, With silent, stealthy tread; Forever near) our boaid by day, At night beside jour bed. All honor then to that brave hcait! Though poor or rich he be, Who struggles with his baser pait, Who conquers and is free. He may not wear a hero's crown Or till a hero's giave, Hut truth will place his name among The bravest of the biave. -Anonymous. |