Opening Chorus.

Air: Bridal March in "Lohengrin."

Pathways of men—peopled by slain,
Where do you lead us—oh, where do you end?
Legions of Rome, marched ye in vain,
Where do ye lead us, with death for a friend?
Babylon's ashes, dead is the fire.
Mingle thy dust with the ashes of Tyre.
Gayly men marched in days of declining—
Marched to the Fall—the heroes repining—
Nations defenceless—speed to your fall—
Choose ye the path, and answer the call!

Pathways of men—winning the height!
Hard was the struggle the banner to set.
Honour's the call, and freedom, and might,
Follow the Standard and never forget.
Drake on the main, prepare for his drum
Beating to quarters, it calls you to come.
'Ware ye your ease, your heritage spending,
Build with your might a City unending.
Stand to your arms—be ready the blow,
Peace shall answer the bend of the bow.