In the east the day was reddening, When the warriors pass'd; In the west the night was deadening, As they looked their last; As they looked their last on him - He, their comrade - their commander - He, the earth's adored - He, the godlike Alexander! Who can wield his sword? As they went their eyes were dim, The silver-shielded warriors, The warriors of the world!
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