TO WOMEN
And through the boundless night of tears. That, have foreknown the utter price, Your hearts turn upward as a flame. Of splendour and of sacrifice. For you, you too to battle go, ' Not with the marching drums and cheers, But in the watch of solitude And through the kindless night of bears. Swift, swifter than those hawks of 'war, Those threatening wings that pulse the air, Far as the vanward ranks are set You are gone before them, you are there I And not a shot comes blind with death, And not a stab .of steel 'is pressed Home, but invisibly it tore And entered first a-woman's breast.-' Amid the thunder of the guns, The lightning of the lance and sword, Your hope, your dread, your throbbing pride, Your. infinite passion is outpoured. From hearts that are as one high heart "Withholding naught from doom and bale, Burningly offered up—to bleed, To bear, to break, but not to fail. —Lawrence Binyon, in "The Times."
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Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2276, 9 October 1914, Page 6
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166TO WOMEN Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2276, 9 October 1914, Page 6
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