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第129章
THE MARTYRS.
Through the straight pass of suffering The martyrs even trod, Their feet upon temptation, Their faces upon God.
A stately, shriven company;
Convulsion playing round, Harmless as streaks of meteor Upon a planet's bound.
Their faith the everlasting troth;
Their expectation fair;
The needle to the north degree Wades so, through polar air.