The Peaceful Warrior

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The Peaceful Warrior

I have no joy in strife,

Peace is my great desire;

Yet God forbid I lose my life

Through fear to face the fire.

A peaceful man must fight

For that which peace demands⁠—

Freedom and faith, honor and right,

Defend with heart and hands.

Farewell, my friendly books;

Farewell, ye woods and streams;

The fate that calls me forward looks

To a duty beyond dreams.

Oh, better to be dead

With a face turned to the sky,

Than live beneath a slavish dread

And serve a giant lie.

Stand up, my heart, and strive

For the things most dear to thee!

Why should we care to be alive

Unless the world is free?