IN MEMORIAM.
Reading edition
If from the crimson dust of war A new Republic rise, Still shall the martyr bleed Who made the sacrifice. The threnody from his dead lips Shall never, never die, Forever will his thorn-crowned head Be lifted to the sky.
Reading edition
If from the crimson dust of war A new Republic rise, Still shall the martyr bleed Who made the sacrifice. The threnody from his dead lips Shall never, never die, Forever will his thorn-crowned head Be lifted to the sky.