IX.
Go with lips that dare not falter,
Offer up, with exaltations,
On your country's holy altar,
Youth, with all its fervid passions,
And your life, if she demands it—Can a patriot fear to die?
X.
What is life that ye should love it
More than manlike deeds of duty?
Crowns your brow with nobler beauty—
'Tis to die, with cheers heroic, lifting Freedom's standard high.
XI.
Through the darkness and the dunlight,
Of this sorrow-night of weeping,
Ye shall trail the radiant sunlight,
And, like strong men armed, leaping
Forth to wondrous deeds of glory, make Humanity sublime.
XII.
Rising higher still, and higher,
Till the Angel who stands nighest
To the Throne shall tune his lyre
To your praise before the Highest,
And the Crown of Fame Immortal shall be yours throughout all time.