Approach ye here! where lie our martyred dead
In graves unmarked, here, there and everywhere:
So lest, ashamed, ye trample them, beware!
[AMERICA'S PRAYER]
God bless our Allies! damn the Huns!
And consecrate our swords and guns!
[EPILOGUE]
They say that a stitch that is timely saves nine:
You haven't your needle? O, well then, take mine;