I.PEACE, peace, peace, do you say?
| What!with the enemys guns in our ears?|
| With the countrys wrong not rendered back?|
|What!while Austria stands at bay|
| In Mantua, and our Venice bears|| 5|
| The cursed flag of the yellow and black?|
II.Peace, peace, peace, do you say?
| And this is the Mincio? Wheres the fleet,|
| And wheres the sea? Are we all blind|
|Or mad with the blood shed yesterday,|| 10|
| Ignoring Italy under our feet,|
| And seeing things before, behind?|
III.Peace, peace, peace, do you say?
| What!uncontested, undenied?|
| Because we triumph, we succumb?|| 15|
|A pair of Emperors stand in the way,|
| (One of whom is a man, beside)|
| To sign and seal our cannons dumb?|
IV.No, not Napoleon!he who mused
| At Paris, and at Milan spake,|| 20|
| And at Solferino led the fight:|
|Not he we trusted, honored, used|
| Our hopes and hearts for
till they break|
| Even so, you tell us
in his sight.|
V.Peace, peace, is still your word?
| We say you lie then!that is plain.|
| There is no peace, and shall be none.|
|Our very dead would cry Absurd!|
| And clamor that they died in vain,|
| And whine to come back to the sun.|| 30|
VI.Hush! more reverence for the Dead!
| Theyve done the most for Italy|
| Evermore since the earth was fair.|
|Now would that we had died instead,|
| Still dreaming peace meant liberty,|| 35|
| And did not, could not mean despair.|
VII.Peace, you say?yes, peace, in truth!
| But such a peace as the ear can achieve|
| Twixt the rifles click and the rush of the ball,|
|Twixt the tigers spring and the crunch of the tooth,|| 40|
| Twixt the dying atheists negative|
| And Gods Facewaiting, after all!|