Youth's Consecration

Lovers of Life ! Dreamers with lifted eyes !
O Liberty, at thy command we challenge Death !
The monuments that show our fathers' faith
Shall be the altars of our sacrifice.
Dauntless, we fling our lives into the van,
Laughing at Death because within Youth's breast
Flame lambent fires of Freedom. Man for man
We yield to thee our heritage, our best.
Life's highest product, Youth, exults in life ;
We are Olympian Gods in consciousness ;
Mortality to us is sweet ; yet less
We value Ease when Honour sounds the strife.
Lovers of Life, we pledge thee Liberty
And go to death, calmly, triumphantly.