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PETERSBURG AND RICHMOND P RELUDE

See , they march! Who drives the host?
Ever thus 'tis form and features
Age on age and ghost by ghost,
Wheeling columns of High Creatures —
Wings of flame and eyes of fire —
Prosper Heaven's far-flung desire,
Love's desire whate'er the cost.

See, they fight! Who sways the test?
Ever thus 'tis flesh and spirit,
Hour on hour and breast by breast.
Unto Heaven belongs the merit
Of the hard-won victory —
Fetters broken, natures free,
For the shaping of life's best.
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