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The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
The flame that lit read more
The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
The flame that lit the battle's wreck,
Shone round him o'er the dead.
. . . .
The flames roll'd on--he would not go
Without his Father's word;
That father, faint in death below,
His voice no longer heard.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
Heroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.
The hero is not fed on sweets,
Daily his own heart he eats;
Chambers of the great read more
The hero is not fed on sweets,
Daily his own heart he eats;
Chambers of the great are jails,
And head-winds right for royal sails.
Self-trust is the essence of heroism.
Self-trust is the essence of heroism.
But to the hero, when his sword
Has won the battle for the free,
Thy voice sounds read more
But to the hero, when his sword
Has won the battle for the free,
Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,
And in its hollow tones are heard
The thanks of millions yet to be.
Rarely do they appear great before their valets.
[Fr., Rarement ils sont grands vis-a-vis de leur
valets-de-chambre.]
Rarely do they appear great before their valets.
[Fr., Rarement ils sont grands vis-a-vis de leur
valets-de-chambre.]
As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
Ferryman ho! In the night so black
Hark to the clank of iron;
'Tis heroes of the read more
Ferryman ho! In the night so black
Hark to the clank of iron;
'Tis heroes of the Yser,
'Tis sweethearts of glory,
'Tis lads who are unafraid!
Ferryman ho!
He's of stature somewhat low--
Your hero always should be tall, you know.
He's of stature somewhat low--
Your hero always should be tall, you know.