Hewn to stand alone.
Grant such Virtue so to be
So to dare,
That tho’ all may faint or flee
—Howsoe’er
The Fight may turn—I yet shall stand
Firm in Eye and Hand.
Let some Purpose thro’ my tears
Gleam and glow,
Ah! let not the ruining Years,
Hewn to stand alone.
Grant such Virtue so to be
So to dare,
That tho’ all may faint or flee
—Howsoe’er
The Fight may turn—I yet shall stand
Firm in Eye and Hand.
Let some Purpose thro’ my tears
Gleam and glow,
Ah! let not the ruining Years,