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The Cause

Poems of the War: By Laurence Binyon
Binyon, Laurence (1869-1943)

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THE ANTAGONISTS
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THE HARVEST
  
THE CAUSE
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LOUVAIN
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TO GOETHE
  
YPRES
  
AT RHEIMS
  
TO THE ENEMY COMPLAINING
  
EDITH CAVELL
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THE DEPORTATION
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ENGLAND'S POET
  
THE SIBYLS
  
BEFORE THE DAWN
  
TO THE END

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BEFORE THE DAWN

Blacker the night grows ere the dawn be risen,
Keener the cost, and fiercer yet the fight.
But hark! above the thunder and the terror
A trumpet blowing splendid through the night.
It is the challenge of our dead undying,
Calling, Remember! We have died for you.
It is the cry of perilled earth's hereafter—
Sons of our sons—Be glorious! Be true!
Now in the hour when either world is witness,
Never or now shall we be proven great,
Rise to the height of all our strain and story,
Aye, and beyond! For we ourselves are Fate.
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