There was silence deep as death, And the boldest held his breath, For a time.

The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry!

Ye are brothers! ye are men! And we conquer but to save.

'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.