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Out spoke the victor then,
As he hail'd them o'er the wave,
Ye are brothers! ye are read more
Out spoke the victor then,
As he hail'd them o'er the wave,
Ye are brothers! ye are men!
And we conquer but to save;
So peace instead of death let us bring;
But yield, proud foe, let us bring;
With the crews, at England's feet,
And make submission meet
To our King.
Woe to the vanquished!
[Lat., Vae victis.]
Woe to the vanquished!
[Lat., Vae victis.]
The smile of God is victory.
The smile of God is victory.
Who thought he'd won
The field as certain as a gun.
Who thought he'd won
The field as certain as a gun.
I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
To the victors belong the spoils. (The spoils to the victors.)
To the victors belong the spoils. (The spoils to the victors.)
No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
The victorious cause pleased the gods, but the victory pleased
Cato.
[Lat., Victrix cause Diis placuit, sed victa read more
The victorious cause pleased the gods, but the victory pleased
Cato.
[Lat., Victrix cause Diis placuit, sed victa Catoni.]
Whether in chains or in laurels, liberty knows nothing but victories.
Whether in chains or in laurels, liberty knows nothing but victories.
