Never went man courageously to dangers
Fear and his constant spirit being strangers,
But, while he faced his enemies and hew'd them,
Soon he subdued them:

As he goes onward, perils seem to scatter,
Mind ever shows the conqueror of matter;
Even the mountain crags that toppled o'er him
Open before him;

Even the torrents, riotously wrathful,
Are to his footsteps fordable and pathful;
Even the prowlers, in the desert roaming,
Fly at his coming.

O man of faith, of energy, and boldness,--
Onward! in spite of darkness and of coldness,--
Forward! for Conquest with triumphal pleasance
Waits for thy presence:

Never, on Right and Providence relying,
Fail'd of success, while duteously trying,
He, who resolves and wrestles like a Roman,
Yielding to no man!