Life — life — life! 'Tis the sole great thing This side of death, Heart on heart in the wonder of Spring! - William Ernest Henley

From the winter’s gray despair,
From the summer’s golden languor,
Death, the lover of Life,
Frees us for ever.

Who says that we shall pass, or the fame of us fade and die,
While the living stars fulfil their round in the living sky?

We are the Choice of the Will: God, when He gave the word
That called us into line, set in our hand a sword; Set us a sword to wield none else could lift and draw,
And bade us forth to the sound of the trumpet of the Law.