These cheering lines are from _Success_:
There is no failure. If we could but see
Beyond the battle-line; if we could be
Where battle-smoke does ne’er becloud the eye,
Then we should know that where these prostrate lie
Accoutered in habiliments of death,
Sweet Freedom’s radiant form has drawn new breath--
The breath of life which they so nobly gave
Shall swell anew above the lowly grave,
And give new life and hope to hearts that beat
Like battle-drums that never sound retreat.
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