I heard the voice of the Lord, saying:
Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?
Then said I: Here am I. Send me.
Anons! Friends! Countrymen! Lend me your ears!
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered—
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile.