Honor calls, whate’er befall you,
Up and strike till Freedom’s won!
Though the wrong may seem to conquer,
Truth and Justice will prevail,
Up and onward to the battle,
Freedom’s cause shall never fail.
Up and strike till Freedom’s won!
Strike till Freedom’s won!
SERBIA (holding forth her hands as begging for sympathy):
Woe, woe is me, that the deed of one of my weakest sons should be made the excuse for this world-wide war! Mad was the deed, and mad the boy—but must the world be set on fire for such a cause?