Cheer oh, comrades, we can bide the blast
And face the gloom until it shall grow lighter.
What though one Christmas should be overcast,
If duty done makes all the others brighter.
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CHRISTMAS IN WARTIME · Arthur Conan Doyle · Poetry Cove