The Old Contemptibles

They went forth first a little Army;
All its men were true as steel.
The hordes of the enemy were hurled against them;
They fell back, but their heart failed not.
They went forward again and held their ground;
Though their foes were as five to one.
They gave time for our host to muster:
The host of men who never thought to fight.
A great host and mighty:
Worthy of the men who died to gain time.

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