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Since all that is was ever bound to be;
    Since grim, eternal laws our Being bind;
    And both the riddle and the answer find,
And both the carnage and the calm decree;
Since plain within the Book of Destiny
    Is written all the journey of mankind
    Inexorably to the end; since blind
And mortal puppets playing parts are we:

Then let’s have faith; good cometh out of ill;
    The power that shaped the strife shall end the strife;
Then let’s bow down before the Unknown Will;
    Fight on, believing all is well with life;
Seeing within the worst of War’s red rage
The gleam, the glory of the Golden Age.