The vast guns,
The last guns,
When Spring is coming in,
To roll down every Eastern road a-booming to Berlin!
THE TEMPTATIONS OF A SOLDIER.
Fond Mother (who has just seen her son, a very youthful subaltern, off to the front). "I got him away from his father for a moment and said to him, 'Darling, don't go too near the firing-line, will you?'"