Virilis; Or, The Sole Unblemished Good in Life
Well, here it is, scribbled down in the last minutes of 2014 with Jingles at my side. Unduly influenced by ‘If’ and ‘Invictus,’ indeed. Plus ‘Virilis’ courtesy The Art of Manliness. And a Fight On. Yet I apologize not.
This stands (currently) as my informal admonition to self against all threats to duty and character, and for now shall serve as one of my two 2015 New Years resolutions for how to live my life (the other, of course, being to shave every day.) Semper Virilis.
Hear this, young man, who seeketh fame
Amid the towers gold
Forget not prudent counsels
Of the sages, wise, of old.
The world is full of riches
Those within, and those without
Yet all are but distractions
For hearts aimless, less than stout.
Surrender not to power
Nor to wealth, nor fame, nor lust
Nor even to thy conscience-
Even that shall turn to dust.
Hold true, forever, to thyself
Thy char’cter, tend with care
With char’cter cometh glory
All else is but empty air.
Thy country’s good; thy honor firm;
For these, prepare to die;
And ye shall be forever sung
When kings behold the sky.
The world shall mock you, cast you out
Thy friends shall be untrue
Yet press on forward- this, you must
For such, all great men do.
Face grimly stark reality
With manly force, hold firm
With indomit’ble will, complete
Thy bounded earthly term.
Hold ev’dent truths self-evident
Stand tall beneath the sky
And through the storms and squalls of life,
Fight On- Live Free, or Die!