“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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