This Union will not stand, this Temple falls:
Altared gods therein imbued
With sickly censers swung by graying priests,
Unity’s votives unrenewed.

This Union will not stand, yon Idol sways:
Beneath its foundation thunders
Remembrance! Buried but unconquered still—
Break chains and house asunder!

This Union will not stand, for none is worse.
High o’er false peace must darken war.
Shall I disperse those clouds with olive branch
When Christ my God did bring a sword?