|Stanza||Poetry Source by First Line|
Say, now ye lovely social band,
Who walk the way to Canaanís land;
Ye who have fled from Sodomís plain,
Say do you wish to turn again?
Oh have you ventured to the field,
Well armed with helmet, sword and shield?
And shall the world, with dread alarms,
Compel you now to ground your arms?
Say, now ye lovely social band,, Stanza 1