Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,

While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,

Making their mock at our accursèd lot.

So that our precious blood may not be shed

In vain; then even the monsters we defy

Shall be constrained to honor us though dead!

Though far outnumbered let us show us brave,

And for their thousand blows deal one death-blow!

Like men we’ll face the murderous, cowardly pack,

Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!