“Farewell happy fields,Where joy forever dwells: Hail, horrors, hail.”
“Forever and ever, brother, hail. Forever and ever, farewell.”
“Hail and Farewell, my brother.”
“Atque in pepetuum, frater, ave atque vale,” he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever, my brother, hail and farewell.”
“Hail God, Hail Germany!”
“Hail, hail Freedonia, land of the free!”