The Two Princesses of Bamarre

The Two Princesses of Bamarre By Gail Carson Levine
A snippet from the end.

The sisters embraced
And then they parted,
Their faces tear-washed.
But they wept no more,
And smiled instead, laughed
At what would come,
Whatever would come, though
Hoping, hoping, someday
To embrace again.

Now, when specter haunts,
Or dragon flames,
Or ogre attacks,
Or gryphon descends,
Bamarre fights on,
And the timid march
With the strong.
The tailor, the cook,
The farmer, the queen-
From village, from field,
From castle, from wood-
Bamarre, land of heroes,
Fights on.

Step follows step.
Hope follows courage.
Set your face toward danger.
Set your heart on victory-
Victory for Bamarre!

From the closing of the EPIC POEM Two Princesses.