<h2> THE LIFELONG WAR </h2>
<p>Still goes the strife; the anguish does not die.<br/>
Stronger the flesh is grown from earthy years,<br/>
In siege about my soul that upward peers<br/>
To see and hold its Good. The spirit's eye<br/>
Approves the better things; but senses spy<br/>
The passing sweets, spurning the present fears,<br/>
And take their moment's prize. Ah, then hot tears<br/>
Deluge my soul, and contrite moans my cry!<br/>
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Courage, my heart: bright patience to the end!<br/>
Few years remain; then goes the warring wall<br/>
Of sensely flesh, that men will throw to earth.<br/>
So be it; so the contrite soul shall wend<br/>
A homeward way unto the Captain's call,<br/>
Eternally to know contrition's worth.<br/></p>
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