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<h2> SURRENDER </h2>
<p>A day of sunshine in a land of snow,<br/>
And a soft-curtained room, where ruddy flakes<br/>
Of fame fall free, in liquid light that slakes<br/>
The soft desire of one cold, paleface: lo,<br/>
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Close-pressed sweet lips, and eyes of violet,<br/>
That are filled up as with a sudden fear—<br/>
A storm’s prelude upon the expectant mere.<br/>
Yet deep behind what never they forget,<br/>
<br/>
Who ever see in life’s chance or mischance.<br/>
And he who saw, what could he do but say,<br/>
“Fold up the tents; the camp is struck; away!<br/>
<br/>
Vain victor who rides not in rest his lance!”<br/>
Beside the hearthstone where the flame-flakes fell,<br/>
There lay the cold keys of the citadel.<br/></p>
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