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RE: Well, Now I Feel Foolish
Yesssir .. we must go on and so we shall.
From a poem .. "The Lost Leader" by Robert Browning
Life’s night begins: let him never come back to us!
There would be doubt, hesitation, and pain,
Forced praise on our part—the glimmer of twilight,
Never glad confident morning again!
Best fight on well, for we taught him—strike gallantly,
Aim at our heart ere we pierce through his own.
Then let him receive the new knowledge and wait us,
Pardoned in heaven, the first by the throne!