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67
Then to the East we bore away
To win a name in story, And there, where dawns the sun of day,
There dawned our sun of glory. Both blazed at noon on Alma's height,
When, in the post assigned me, I shared the glory of that fight,
Sweet girl I left behind me.
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Full many a name our banners bore
Of former deeds of daring, But they were of the days of yore
In which we had no sharing: But now, our laurels, freshly won,
With the old ones shall entwined be, Still worthy of our sires, each son,
Sweet girl I left behind me.
The hope of final victory
Within my bosom burning, Is mingling with sweet thoughts of thee
And of my fond returning, But should I ne'er return again,
Still worth thy love thou'lt find me, Dishonor's breath shall never stain
The name I'll leave behind me.
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