We are Earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.
Life is our cry
We have kept the faith!

We shall go down with unreluctant tread
Rose-crowned into the darkness!

Proud we were,
And laughed,
That had such brave true things to say.

Through glory and ecstasy we pass
Wind, sun and earth remain, the birds sing still,
When we are old, are old...

And when we die,
All's over that is ours; and life burns on
Through other lovers, other lips;

Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!

-- Rupert Brooke, 1910