first line (public domain): Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power, To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping, Glad from a world grown old and cold and weary, Leave the sick hearts that honour could not move, And half-men and their dirty songs and dreary, And all the little emptiness of love!
in "1914-18 The First World War: The Outbreak of War"
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