d flowers they are;
Joy beckons--suns come forth from heaven;
Joy rolls the spheres in realms afar,
Ne'er to thy glass, dim Wisdom, given!

_Chorus_--Joyous as Suns careering gay
Along their royal paths on high,
March, Brothers, march our dauntless way,
As Chiefs to Victory!

Joy, from Truth's pure and lambent fires,
Smiles out upon the ardent seeker;
Joy leads to Virtue Man's desires,
And cheers as Suffering's step grows weaker.
High from the sunny slopes of Faith,
The gales her waving banners buoy;
And through the shattered vaults of Death,
Springs to the choral Angels-Joy!

_Chorus_--Bear this life, millions, bravely bear--
Bear this life for the Better One!
See ye the Stars?--a life is there,
Where the reward is won.

Man never can the gods requite;
How fair alike to gods to be!
Where want and woe shall melt in light
That plays round Bliss eternally!
Revenge and Hatred both forgot;
No foe, the deadliest, unforgiven;
With smiles that tears can neighbour not;
No path can lead Regret to Heaven!

_Chorus_--Let all the world be peace and love--
Cancel thy debt-book with thy brother;
For God shall judge of _us_ above,
As we shall judge each other!

Joy sparkles to us from the bowl--
Behold the juice whose golden colour
To meekness melts the savage soul,
And gives Despair a Hero's valour.
Up, brothers!--Lo, we crown the cup!
Lo, the wine flashes to the brim!
Let the bright Fount spring heavenward!--Up!
To THE GOOD SPIRIT this glass!--To HIM!

_Chorus_--Praised by the ever-whirling ring
Of Stars, and tuneful Seraphim--
To THE GOOD SPIRIT--the Father-King
In Heaven!--This glass to Him!

Strong-hearted Hope to Sorrow's sloth;
Swift aid to guiltless Woe;
Eternity to plighted Troth;
Truth just to Friend and Foe;
Proud men before the throne to stand;
(These things are worth the dying!)
Good fortune to the Honest, and
Confusion to the Lying!

_Chorus_--Draw closer in the holy ring,
Sworn by the wine-cup's golden river--
Sworn by the