Forget The Brother And Resume The Man.

Steel Itself Oft Lures A Man To Fight.

Without A Sign, His Sword The Brave Man Draws, And Asks No Omen, But His Country's Cause.

Take Thou Thy Arms And Come With Me, For We Must Quit Ourselves Like Men, And Strive To Air Our Cause, Although We Be But Two. Great Is The Strength Of Feeble Arms Combined, And We Can Combat Even With The Brave.

Who Love Too Much, Hate In The Like Extreme.

...if Fifty Bands Of Men Surrounded Us/ And Every Sword Sang For Your Blood,/ You Could Make Off Still With Their Cows And Sheep.