To-day We call men great who arbitrate And keep war's hounds at bay. No crowns but crowns of deeds. Not royal birth but sterling worth Must mark the man who leads. And thrones must pass away.
Men dare to think.
The force that binds united minds Defeats mere savage hordes. He is no slave to cringe, and crave Some worthless monarch's grace. As man with man combines to plan Republics formed to last. In Freedom's name, a shrine whose fame Outlived the century's shock. Now France within our port has set Her symbol of re-birth.