OUR DEBT.
Our lads have gone forth from the land they love, All inspired by sweet Freedom’s breath ; Hehind them th-'re lies all the promise of life, And before —the promise of death. They do not repine, for they go to ti g lit A fierce foe whom their souls condemn ; They offered their all, they are giving their all; — What are wc giving for them? The wrath and the wrack of the bloodstained held Hover round them by night and day ; Hut still do they smile, and smiling they fall, While olhers dash into the fray. Sle. p on, quiet beans! for \our spirit lives, And will shine as life’s choicest gem. They offered their all, they have given their all; — What have we given for them? Th'ir spirit is borne in the scent of flow "rs, It is heard in the song of birds, It c< m s in the wail of the wind in the wood. And it comes in love’s whispered words; It comes in the sigh of the autumn leaf As it falls from its weary stem; They offered their all, they have given their all • What have we given for them? W. Vere Mingard.
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White Ribbon, Volume 24, Issue 277, 18 July 1918, Page 11
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200OUR DEBT. White Ribbon, Volume 24, Issue 277, 18 July 1918, Page 11
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