THE YOUNG KING fights in the trenches and the Old King fights in the rear-- Because he is old and feeble, and not for a thought of fear. The Young King fights for the Future, and the Old King fights for the Past-- The Young King is fighting his first fight and the Old King is fighting his last.
It is ever the same old battle, be the end of it Beer or Blood-- Or whether the rifles rattle, or whether a friend flings mud; Or a foe to the rescue dashes, and the touch of a stranger thrills-- Or the Truth--or the bayonet flashes; or the Lie--or a bullet kills.
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