Lundy's Lane, and Other Poems

by Duncan Campbell Scott

Would be done by a hundred hundred lads whose hearts were stout and true.

And when in the time of trial you hear the recreant say,

Shooting his coward lips at us, "You shall have had your day:

For all your state and glory shall pass like a cloudy wrack,

And here some other flag shall fly where flew the Union Jack,"—

Why tell him a hundred thousand men would spring from these sleepy farms,

To tie that flag in its ancient place with the sinews of their arms;

And if they doubt you and put you to scorn, why you can make it plain,

With the tale of the gallant Lincoln men and the fight at Lundy's Lane.=

1908.