Excelsior!

“Try not the air,” their friends had said,

“Dark storms are raging overhead;

The seas are tossing far beneath,

And you will meet with certain death,

Excelsior!”

“Come, let us go!” his wife had cried;

“We will not stay, for all beside

Will chaff us, if we do, and jeer;”

He answer’d, “You are right, my dear,