"From the vine-land, from the Rhine-land, From the Shannon, from the Scheldt, From the ancient homes of genius, From the sainted home of Celt, From Italy, from Hungary, All as brothers join and come, To the sinew-bracing bugle, And the foot-propelling drum; Too proud beneath the starry flag to die, and keep secure The liberty they dreamed of by the Danube, Elbe, and Suir."