Bronze (Johnson)/To the Martyred

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TO THE MARTYRED
O sacrificial throng whose lives Build up the yawning deepsO'er which we pass reflectively To broader lights and sweeps.
Know, that we hold with reverence The signal price you paid,And all our trophies, one by one, Upon your bier are laid.
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