Honour—when its result we dare not tell!
Honour—to plunge a fellow’s soul to hell!
Honour—to stand to be a murderer’s mark,
And hurl defiance e’en with life’s last spark;
To dare that law which has for ages stood—
“He dies by man who sheds a brother’s blood!”
Oh, in that moment when we all shall stand
Waiting the judgment of the Almighty hand,
Will then thy honour palliate the crime,
And Heaven’s high monarch hear the plea of time?