Whose Lines Are Mottoes Of The Heart,whose

The Combat Deepens. On, Ye Brave, Who Rush To Glory Or The Grave! Wave, Munich! All Thy Banners Wave, And Charge With All Thy Chivalry!

Love's A Fire That Needs Renewal Of Fresh Beauty For Its Fuel.

Who Hath Not Own'd, With Rapture-smitten Frame, The Power Of Grace, The Magic Of A Name.

To Live In The Hearts Of Others Is Not To Die

Ye Mariners Of England! That Guard Our Native Seas; Whose Flag Has Braved A Thousand Years, The Battle And The Breeze!