Ye Are Brothers! Ye Are Men! And

But Sad As Angels For The Good Man's Sin, Weep To Record, And Blush To Give It In.

To Live In Hearts We Leave Behind Is Not To Die.

Tomorrow Let Us Do Or Die!

Who Hath Not Own'd, With Rapture-smitten Frame, The Power Of Grace, The Magic Of A Name.

I'll Meet The Raging Of The Skies, But Not An Angry Father.