An Eagle Flight: a filipino novel adapted from Noli me tangere

Excerpt farewell thou land of the southern sun's choosing Pearl of the Orient seas our forfeited Garden of Eden Joyous I yield up for thee my sad life, and were it far brighter, Young, rose-strewn, for thee and thy happiness still would I give it. Far afield, in the din and rush of maddening battle, Others have laid down their lives, nor wavered nor paused in the giving. What matters way or place--the cyprus, the lily, the laurel, Gibbet or open field, the sword or inglorious torture, When 'tis the hearth and the country that call for the life's immolation? Dawn's faint lights bar the east, she smiles through the cowl of the darkness, Just as I die. Hast thou need of purple to garnish her pathway? Here is my blood, on the hour pour it out, and the sun in his rising Mayhap will touch it with gold, will lend it the sheen of his glory.