The Victory Of The Vanquished

Granted the odds are againt us; granted we enter the ftfld. When Fate has fonght and couquered, broken oursword aud shield. What then? Shall we ask for quurter, or say that our work is done? Say, rather, a greater glory is ours if the field be won 1 'Tis war with the wrong of years- with prejudice, pride and hate; Agaiust the world's decree, and the frown of an evil fate. A ero wii to the one who wins ! and the worst is ouly a grave, Aid sómewhere- somewhere still, a reward awaits the brave. A brqkeu shield without, but a hero's heart withni, And held with a hand of steel, the broken sword inay win !