His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.

O star-eyed Science, hast thou wander'd there, To waft us home the message of despair?

Ye mariners of England! That guard our native seas; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze!

To live in the hearts of others is not to die

The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry!

I'll meet the raging of the skies, but not an angry father.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.