DEDICATION 



To Youth there comes a wJiisfer out of tlie West : 

 ' loiterer, hasten where tttcre waits for thee 



A life to build, a love therein to nest. 



And a man's work, serving the age to be.' 



Peace, peace aivhile ! before his tireless feet 

 Hill beyond hill the road in sunlight goes ; 



He breathes the breath of morning, clear and sweet. 

 And his eyes love the high eternal snows. 



Henry Newbolt. 



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