When The Trumpet Of Fame Poem by John Pierpont

When the trump of Fame
Loud sounding Freedom's call, Freedom's call,
Bids in Freedom's name,
To fight or bravely fall, bravely fall,
Bold the Hero goes,
Where madd'ning Warshouts rise Warshouts rise,
And 'midst countless Foes
He flies He flies;
Bright the sword now gleams,
And banners wave on high, wave on high,
Round the life blood streams,
'Mid cries of 'Yield or die' 'Yield or die,'
'Till victory uprears
Her pennon red with gore red with gore,
And shouts to Patriots ear
That slav'ry reigns no more,
That slav'ry reigns no more;
That slav'ry reigns no more,
That slav'ry reigns no more.


When the voice of Love
To rescue calls the Brave calls the Brave
Who so base would prove,
He would not fly to save? fly to save?
Love whose torch in Hall,
And Bow'r doth brightly flame, brightly flame,
Champions finds in all
Who Manhood claim
Then shame befall the Knight
Who false to Honour's laws, Honour's laws,
Shuns the listed fight,
In injur'd Woman's cause, Woman's cause,
May he from the Foe,
In Battle recreant fly recreant fly,
And by some traitor blow,
Unpitied fall and die,
Unpitied fall and die!
Unpitied fall and die!
Unpitied fall and die!