TO THE NAVY
Hail, ye embattled masters of the deep, Humanity's sad self doth bless your care, And myriad hearte those stormy vigils share, ' ' . .' While o'er the surging grey your guard you keep. Heroes of sea, and under-sea and air, More bitter than the spindrift shall ye reap The curses of an enemy's despair ■• -Before a foo that knows not rest nor sleep. ■ But death too well ye know, ye stedfast brave, And face him fearless, ivhore your watchful night . l Flings many a wild, white wako upon the grave Of vanished brothers —those who welcomed night, And their unconquerable spirits gave To darkness, that the Kingdoms ■ should have light. — Jf-den "Hiillnotts in the "Daily News."
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Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2335, 17 December 1914, Page 6
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116TO THE NAVY Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2335, 17 December 1914, Page 6
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