Oh, Poverty Parts Good Company.

It 's No Fish Ye 're Buying, It 's Men's Lives.

Contentions Fierce, Ardent, And Dire, Spring From No Petty Cause.

I Cannot Tell How The Truth May Be; I Say The Tale As It Was Said To Me.

When True Friends Meet In Adverse Hour; 'tis Like A Sunbeam Through A Shower. A Watery Way An Instant Seen, The Darkly Closing Clouds Between.

Fight On, Brave Knights! Man Dies, But Glory Lives! Fight On; Death Is Better Than Defeat! Fight On Brave Knights! For Bright Eyes Behold Your Deeds!