The Great War in Verse and Prose

by Unknown

But by the great affirming of the lands we have knit as one;

By the love, by the passionate loyal love, of each separate freeborn son.

Canada cries, "We are coming!" and Australasia, "We come!"

And you scowl that no Boer is rising at the beat of your German drum.

And the sons of Ind bear witness—"We have grumbled, but now no more;

We have shared your plentiful righteous Peace, we will share your righteous War.

Trust us to guard your Honour, one with yours is our breath;

You have dealt us an even justice, we are yours to the gates of Death."

Here in these rain-swept islands where we fought for the things of peace,

Where we quarrelled and stormed in factions, at a stroke all factions cease;