To Fight Aloud Is Very Brave

To fight alone is very brave
But gallanter I know
Who charge within the bosom
The calvary of woe
The calvary of woe
Who in the nations do not see
Who fall and none observe
Whose dying eyes no country
Regards with patriot love
We trust in plumed procession
For such the angels go
Rank after rank with even feet
And uniforms of snow