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Title: To The Soldiers Of Pius Ninth
Author: Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon [
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Warriors true, 'tis no false glory
For which now you peril life,--
For no worthless aim unholy,
Do ye plunge into the strife;
No unstable, fleeting vision
Bright before your gaze hath shone,
No day dream of wild ambition,
Now your footsteps urges on:
But a cause both great and glorious,
Worthy of a Christian's might,
One which yet shall be victorious,--
'Tis the cause of God and right:
Men! by aim more pure and holy
Say, could soldiers be enticed?
Strike for truth and conscience solely,
Strike for Pius and for Christ.
Even like the brave Crusaders--
Heroes true and tried of old,
You would check the rash invaders
Of all that we sacred hold.
And though hosts your steps beleaguer,
Full of might and martial pride;
For the conflict be you eager--
God Himself will be your guide!
Soldiers of the Cross, remember
In the cause you fight for now,
'Tis not earthly wreaths you gather
To adorn the dauntless brow;
But the laurels bright--unfading,
Never from you to be riven--
Which will yet your brows be shading
In the shining courts of Heaven.
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Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon's poem: To The Soldiers Of Pius Ninth
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