‚ÄúAnd He Said, Fight On‚ÄĚ
Time and its ally, Dark Disarmament,
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†Have compassed me about,
Have massed their armies, and on battle bent
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†My forces put to rout;
But though I fight alone, and fall, and die,
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†Talk terms of Peace? Not I.
They war upon my fortress, and their guns
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†Are shattering its walls;
My army plays the cowards‚Äô part, and runs,
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†Pierced by a thousand balls;
They call for my surrender. I reply,
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†‚ÄúGive quarter now? Not I.‚ÄĚ
They‚Äôve shot my flag to ribbons, but in rents
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†It floats above the height;
Their ensign shall not crown my battlements
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†While I can stand and fight.
I fling defiance at them as I cry,
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†‚ÄúCapitulate? Not I.‚ÄĚ
This poem is in the public domain.