“Ever thus since the world was begun, When a man hath given up his life,

Safety and freedom have been won

By the holy power of self-sacrifice ;

For the memory of your mother’s kiss Valiantly stand to the breach again. Comrades, blench not now from the strife, Quit you like men!”

Oh, we rushed to meet at our captain’s side Death as a bride!

All our brave striplings bravely fell.

I, less fortunate, slowly came

Back from that din of shot and yell Slowly and gaspingly, to know

A harder fate reserved for me

Than that brief, splendid agony. Through many a bitter pang and throe My spirit must to-morrow go

To seek my comrades; but I hear

The tidings that our desperate stand

By the Long Sault has saved our land, And God has answered Daulac’s prayer.

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