The Beginning ...

Out of the shadows of the past
As from a faded tapestry of times procession slow and vast
I step to bid you bear with me
For while your fancy I engage
To look upon another age
An age when on the human tide
The plumed wave of chivalry rose to its summit sweeping wide
Across a nations mighty sea
France never shone a brighter power
Than in this high romantic hour
So come with me to France of old
To fiery days when hearts beat high
When blood was young and hate was bold
And sword crossed sword to do or die
For love and honor glory then
And friendship reached its peak with men
Friends were friends in those brave days
Athos, Porthos, Aramis, I
Graved our hearts with a mystic phrase
Bound our lives with a mystic tie
Come stir your souls with our ringing call
Of all for one and one for all!

Come on!
Come on!
Come on!