1 In former songs Pride have I sung, and Love, and passionate, joyful Life, But here I twine the strands of Patriotism and Death. And now, Life, Pride, Love, Patriotism and Death, To you, O FREEDOM, purport of all! (You that elude me most -- refusing to be caught in songs of mine,) I offer all to you. 2 'Tis not for nothing, Death, I sound out you, and words of you, with daring tone -- embodying you, In my new Democratic chants -- keeping you for a close, For last impregnable retreat -- a citadel and tower, For my last stand -- my pealing, final cry. |