We are the valiant Knights of Peace Who prattle for the Right: Our banner is of snowy fleece, Inscrib'd: "TOO PROUD TO FIGHT!" By sweet Chautauqua's flow'ry banks We love to sing and play, But should we spy a foeman's ranks! We'd proudly run away! When Prussian fury sweeps the main Our freedom to deny; Of tyrant laws we ne'er complain; But gladsomely comply! We do not fear the submarines That plough the troubled foam; We scorn the ugly old machines- And safely stay at home! They say our country's close to war And soon must man the guns; But...
