STRANGE are the ways of men,

And strange the ways of God!

We tread the mazy paths

That all our fathers trod.

We tread them undismayed,

And undismayed behold

The portents of the sky,

The things that were of old.

The fiery stars pursue

Their course in heav’n on high;

And round the ‘leaguered town,

Crest-tossing heroes cry.

Crest-tossing heroes cry;

And martial fifes declare

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