Welcome back our lost, from living graves arisen,
From the wild despite and malice of the foe.
Another of her war poems speaks in the name of the sons of the old university. When it was published in the newspapers, a careless typesetter made some errors in setting it up. I remember how troubled she was when the line
O give them back, thou bloody breast of Treason—
was printed “beast” of Treason.
We give a single verse of the “Harvard Student’s Song”:
Remember ye how, out of boyhood leaping,
Our gallant mates stood ready for the fray,
As new-fledged eaglets rise, with sudden sweeping,
And meet unscared the dazzling front of day?