REVEILLE.
Wake, Brother'', w.ike, for the Night is past; The Stars art* hidden, and see, at last, ’Gainst bluest Heaven the Peak stands clear ; And though we are lying in shadow deep, Naught checks the Great World’s onward sweep—t’p, Brothers, up; have done with deep, For Day, clear Day, is here: The whole glad work of the World’s to do; There’s a place there for every Server true; So swiftly away to held, forest, mart, With song and laughter in every heart, While under it all strength of each emprise— Kings the Master’s voice, shine the Master’s eyes. —Marsyas.
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White Ribbon, Volume 24, Issue 277, 18 July 1918, Page 1
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99REVEILLE. White Ribbon, Volume 24, Issue 277, 18 July 1918, Page 1
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