THERE is no escape by the river There is no flight left by the fen; We are compassed about by the shiver Of the night of their marching men. Give a cheer! For our hearts shall not give way. Here 's to a dark to-morrow, And here 's to a brave to-day! The tale of their hosts is countless, And the tale of ours a score; But the palm is naught to the dauntless, And the cause is more and more. Give a cheer! We may die, but not give way. Here 's to a silent morrow, And here 's to a stout to-day! God has said: "Ye shall fail and perish; But the thrill ye have felt to-night I shall keep in my heart and cherish When the worlds have passed in night." Give a cheer! For the soul shall not give way. Here 's to the greater to-morrow That is born of a great to-day! Now shame on the craven truckler And the puling things that mope! We 've a rapture for our buckler That outwears the wings of hope. Give a cheer! For our joy shall not give way. Here 's in the teeth of to-morrow To the glory of to-day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUEL MISTRESS by THOMAS CAREW TRULY GREAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 1. EMBARKATION by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER TWO WITCHES: 1. THE WITCH OF COOS by ROBERT FROST THE ONE GRAY HAIR by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE PHANTOM SHIP by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ON THE SUN COMING OUT IN THE AFTERNOON by HENRY DAVID THOREAU |