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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fall In, My Men, Fall In</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The short hour's halt is ended,<br>The red gone from the west,<br>The broken wheel is mended,<br>And the dead men laid to rest.<br>Three days have we retreated<br>The brave old Curse-and-Grin –<br>Outnumbered and defeated –<br>Fall in, my men, fall in.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Poor weary, hungry sinners,<br>Past caring and past fear,<br>The camp-fires of the winners<br>Are gleaming in the rear.<br>Each day their front advances,<br>Each day the same old din,<br>But freedom holds the chances –<br>Fall in, my men, fall in.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Despair's cold fingers searches<br>The sky is black ahead,<br>We leave in barns and churches<br>Our wounded and our dead.<br>Through cold and rain and darkness<br>And mire that clogs like sin,<br>In failure in its starkness –<br>Fall in, my men, fall in.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We go and know not whither,<br>Nor see the tracks we go –<br>A horseman gaunt shall tell us, <br>A rain-veiled light shall show.<br>By wood and swamp and mountain, <br>The long dark hours begin –<br>Before our fresh wounds stiffen –<br>Fall in, my men, fall in.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">With old wounds dully aching –<br>Fall in, my men, fall in –<br>See yonder starlight breaking<br>Through rifts where storm clouds thin!<br>See yonder clear sky arching<br>The distant range upon?<br>I'll plan while we are marching –<br>Move on, my men - march on!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a></strong></div>

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