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the praise of Duty the full strength of his English 

 heart : 



Not once or twice in our rough island-story 

 The path of duty was the way to glory : 

 He that walks it, only thirsting 

 For the right, and learns to deaden 

 Love of self, before his journey closes, 

 He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting 

 Into glossy purples, which outredden 

 All voluptuous garden roses. 

 Not once or twice in our fair island-story 

 The path of duty was the way to glory. 



