Classic Poem

At the Battle of Chemille, April 11, 1793.

I.

Soldiers ! Though yonder fiery flood should swallow me,
I, true, will fight for France,
And when you see me for her sake advance,
Follow me!

II.

Soldiers! With joy yon deadly squares can thrill me,
I scorn their sabered might,
And should I turn or waver in the fight,
Kill me!

III.

And should a bullet with their corpses range me,
And leave me gashed or dead,
Soldiers, by God's omnipotence o'erhead,
Avenge me!