twenty-second of february.
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Chivalrous times and men were they—
Hearts of the grand old breed,
Gaston de Foix, and the Knight sans peur,
And Roderick the Cid!
Hearts of the grand old breed,
Gaston de Foix, and the Knight sans peur,
And Roderick the Cid!
What did they know of party bribes?
When did they kneel to pelf?
And when were country, and man, and God
Less in their deeds than self?
Were the mountains taller in those days?.
The streams more swift and strong,
That they caught the trick of a nobler grace
And of a manlier tongue?
When did they kneel to pelf?
And when were country, and man, and God
Less in their deeds than self?
Were the mountains taller in those days?.
The streams more swift and strong,
That they caught the trick of a nobler grace
And of a manlier tongue?
Northern aurora, speed your light
Into our skies' cold gray,
Appeal to the glad to-morrow
From recreant to-day!
O shame this backward-looking glance,
O shame this paltry fear,
Into our skies' cold gray,
Appeal to the glad to-morrow
From recreant to-day!
O shame this backward-looking glance,
O shame this paltry fear,
