Comrades, pour the wine to-nightFor the parting is with dawn!Oh, the clink of cups together,With the daylight coming on!Greet the mornWith a double horn,When strong men drink together!
Comrades, gird your swords to-night,For the battle is with dawn!Oh, the clash of shields together,With the triumph coming on!Greet the foe,And lay him low,When strong men fight together!
Comrades, watch the tides to-night,For the sailing is with dawn!Oh, to face the spray together,With the tempest coming on!Greet the sea With a shout of glee, When strong men roam together!
Comrades, give a cheer to-night, For the dying is with dawn!Oh, to meet the stars together, With the silence coming on! Greet the end As a friend a friend, When strong men die together!
THE END.
THIS BOOK HAS BEEN PRINTED BY JOHN WILSON AND SON, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS, DURING MARCH, 1897
