We view ourselves on the eve of battle. We are nerved for the conquest and must conquer or perish. It is vain to look for present aid: None is at hand. We must now act or abandon all hope!
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
This bloody past suggests to us that enemies cease hostilities only when they are battered enough to acknowledge that there is no hope in victory - and thus that further resistance means only useless sacrifice.
Who does not desire such a victory by which we shall join places in our Kingdom, so far divided by nature, and for which we shall set up trophies in another conquered world?
Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.
What is our vision on this earth - war to the end of all generations and life by the sword?
But if our hopes are betrayed, if we are forced to resist the invasion of our soil, and to defend our threatened homes, this duty, however hard it may be, will find us armed and resolved upon the greatest sacrifices.
May we not succumb to thoughts of violence and revenge today, but rather to thoughts of mercy and compassion. We are to love our enemies that they might be returned to their right minds.
Defeat furnishes good material to the poets and the artists, but none of us care to have the glory of the conquered apply to us.
Let us go forward in this battle fortified by conviction that those who labour in the service of a great and good cause will never fail.
My honour was not yielded, but conquered merely.
We triumph without glory when we conquer without danger.