The Ballard of Cato the Younger

The Ballard of Cato the Younger

In Rome's fair city, long ago,
A steadfast man of virtue rose,
Defender of the Republic's throes,
His name was Cato.

Of ancient lineage, proud and true,
He held the values all men knew,
A bulwark 'gainst the storm that blew,
Steadfast Cato.

Oh, Cato, Cato the Younger,
Defender of the Republic's thunder,
For freedom's cause, you'd never blunder,
Valiant Cato.

​​Against the tide of tyranny,
He stood, a beacon for the free,
A symbol of integrity,
Unyielding Cato.

When Caesar marched, ambitions wild,
Cato stood firm, unbowed, and mild,
He fought for Rome as freedom's child,
Bold-hearted Cato.

Oh, Cato, Cato the Younger,
Defender of the Republic's thunder,
For freedom's cause, you'd never blunder,
Valiant Cato.

Of tradition's value, he would preach,
To honor Rome's forefathers' reach,
In life and law, to all he'd teach,
Wise, sage Cato.

Progress threatened Rome's fair core,
But Cato fought for evermore,
To hold the values he'd adore,
Unwavering Cato.

Oh, Cato, Cato the Younger,
Defender of the Republic's thunder,
For freedom's cause, you'd never blunder,
Valiant Cato.

In Utica, his final stand,
He chose to leave this mortal land,
His life, the price for freedom's hand,
Brave, noble Cato.

His name, through ages, echoes long,
His deeds, a testament to the strong,
In Rome's fair tale, he'll e'er belong,
Enduring Cato.

Oh, Cato, Cato the Younger,
Defender of the Republic's thunder,
For freedom's cause, you'd never blunder,
Valiant Cato.