Then let's Give! Give! Give!
That the Empire yet may live;
That the flag which stands for Freedom may be still uplifted high.
Everybody "loosen up,"
Let us fill the widow's cup—
'Tis our patriotic duty to the men who fight and die.
Give, then, without hesitation,
Donate as befits your station,
As befits a loyal nation that is ever in the van.
Open up your golden coffers,
Be not niggardly in offers—
Give up freely every woman, give up gladly every man.
Then let's Give! Give! Give!
That the Empire yet may live;
That the flag which stands for Freedom may be still uplifted high.
Everybody "loosen up,"
Let us fill the orphan's cup—
'Tis our patriotic duty to the men who fight and die.
They have heard their brothers calling
From the plains where men are falling,
Where the hosts embattled grapple, where the deep-mouthed cannon roar.
To those valleys battle-stricken,
Where the dead and dying thicken—
They have gone to fight for Freedom, they have left our peaceful shore.
Then let's Give! Give! Give!
That the Empire yet may live;
That the flag which stands for Freedom may be still uplifted high.
Everybody "loosen up,"
Let us fill the mother's cup—
'Tis a patriotic duty to the men who fight and die.
Men who stay behind can lighten
Soldier hearts, their pathway brighten;
It is little that they ask us, they who offer up their lives.
Till the cruel war is over
Let us o'er their loved ones hover—
O'er the little children waiting, o'er the mothers and the wives.
Then let's Give! Give! Give!
That the Empire yet may live!
That the flag which stands for Freedom may be still uplifted high.
Everybody "loosen up,"
Let us fill the soldier's cup—
'Tis our patriotic duty to the men who fight and die.
THE BATTLE OF LANGEMARCK
When men shall say who saved the day in years that are to be;
When veterans back from war's grim track again abide with me;
When Peace regains her throne and reigns, and silent are the guns,
I'll think with pride of those who died and say They were my Sons.