The ancient track our fathers knew,
The road they trod for years,
Is charted well and not beset
With nameless spooks or fears.

But there afar I see a trail
Where you must walk alone;
Its many turnings, bends and twists
Abound in risks unknown.

I do not care how long or dark
That road appears to be.
It is the one that I must take,
The only choice for me.

For life without unsavoured thrills
Is not a life I love.
Let hazards be my daily fare
And risks my manhood prove.