Edit: Typo in the fucking title. Of course.
"Maximilian"
You were fine and ungenteel
a righteous man, if ever
a patriot (had) lived.
Though not born to them
you loved them still
And courageous to the last
Fair of hand, and true your word
Till your very end
You spoke the tongue, to rally the men
who would shoot you down
Forgave them of their trespasses
And fought on with 8000 proud
Loyalists, and brothers in arms
While outside the gate the siege raged
And fought for honor, for the people too
though you an emperor, with nothing in common
shared uncommon love in the face of fate
Never a truer captain or emperor there ever was
Of the mexican state.
How rare! How rare these men in history,
who love their duty
dearer than their life
Through threat of mortal harm, and enemies all around
through sickness, and through strife.
Upright they stood, their flame was not
no candle could compare.
That blazed so bright, these gifts of heaven
To light with hope the depths of hells despair.
That good men of good blood,
and honor, truth, and strength
Will one day rule again
And find the world set right once more
By the strength the lord endowed within.
To heaven, through the stars, with difficulty,
whispering," we will rise again."
[If you want to read about the kind of man he was](http://web.archive.org/web/20210207035721/https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maximilian_I_of_Mexico)
Edit: Typo in the fucking title. Of course.
"Maximilian"
You were fine and ungenteel
a righteous man, if ever
a patriot (had) lived.
Though not born to them
you loved them still
And courageous to the last
Fair of hand, and true your word
Till your very end
You spoke the tongue, to rally the men
who would shoot you down
Forgave them of their trespasses
And fought on with 8000 proud
Loyalists, and brothers in arms
While outside the gate the siege raged
And fought for honor, for the people too
though you an emperor, with nothing in common
shared uncommon love in the face of fate
Never a truer captain or emperor there ever was
Of the mexican state.
How rare! How rare these men in history,
who love their duty
dearer than their life
Through threat of mortal harm, and enemies all around
through sickness, and through strife.
Upright they stood, their flame was not
no candle could compare.
That blazed so bright, these gifts of heaven
To light with hope the depths of hells despair.
That good men of good blood,
and honor, truth, and strength
Will one day rule again
And find the world set right once more
By the strength the lord endowed within.
To heaven, through the stars, with difficulty,
whispering," we will rise again."
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