Warriors camp,
Horses champ,
Deep battalions onward tramp;
And the war
From afar
Gathers under lurid star.

Rolled and marshalled it shall be
Into battle's mystery;
Rank on serried rank shall press,
Dauntless, ceaseless, numberless.

All around
Shall the sound
Of the furious strokes rebound;
Far away
O'er the fray
Shall the sword in lightning play:

And the battle's dusty veil
Mingled with the cloud shall sail,
And the bleeding warrior must
Make his shroud of battle dust.

Far afield
Shall my shield
Flame behind the sword I wield:
Few shall stand
Where the brand
Smiteth in my heavy hand.