Right must not live in idleness,
Nor dwell in smug content;
It must be strong, against the throng
Of foes, on evil bent.
Justice must not a weakling be
But it must guard its own,
And live each day, that none can say
Justice is overthrown.
Peace, the sweet glory of the world,
Faces a duty, too;
Death is her fate, leaves she one gate
For war to enter through.
(Edgar Albert Guest)
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