名人诗歌|If We Must Die

If we must dielet it not be like hogs¹

Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot，

While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs，

Making their mock at our accursed lot.

If we must dieoh， let us nobly die，

So that our precious blood may not be shed

In vain； then even the monsters we defy

Shall be constrained^{2 to honor us though dead！}

Oh， Kinsmen^{3！ We must meet the common foe4；}

Though far outnumbered， let us show us brave，

And for their thousand blows deal one deathblow！

What though before us lies the open grave？

Like men we'll face the murderous， cowardly pack，

Pressed to the wall， dying， but fighting back！