With Bright Banners Unfurled


With bright banners unfurled,
Displaying its treasure,
Its pomp and its pleasures,
The World, beautiful World,
Now offers its ease for thy soul!
“Away with all sorrow,
Care not for the morrow,
With wine’s ruby nectar
Come fill up the bowl!”

Refrain:
‘Twill profit thee nothing
To gain the whole world, at the loss of thy soul!
‘Twill profit thee nothing
To gain the whole world, at the loss of thy soul!

With gold, glittering gold!
To spend without measure,
Or hoard at your pleasure,
The World, greedy and bold,
Now offers its wealth for thy soul!
“With dancing and revel
Come cure ev’ry evil,
Walk into the garden
Of fashion and stroll!” [Refrain]

With Fame, Honors untold!
In man’s estimation,
“The Pride of the Nation,”
The World, just as of old,
Now offers itself for thy soul!
“Come! dream of the glory,
Of Ambition’s story!
Come! ride in the whirlwind,
To earth’s either pole!” [Refrain]