By the hope within us springing, br Herald of to-morrow's strife; br By that sun, whose light is bringing br Chains or freedom, death or life -- br Oh! remember life can be br No charm for him, who lives not free! br Like the day-star in the wave, br Sinks a hero in his grave, br 'Midst the dew-fall of a nation's tears. br br Happy is he o'er whose decline br The smiles of home may soothing shine, br And light him down the steep of years: br But oh, how blest they sink to rest, br Who close their eyes on victory's breast! br br O'er his watch-fire's fading embers br Now the foeman's cheek turns white, br When his heart that field remembers, br Where we tamed his tyrant might. br Never let him bind again br A chain like that we broke from then. br Hark! the horn of combat calls -- br Ere the golden evening falls, br May we pledge that horn in triumph round.