SUDDENLY ONE DAY
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
From The Westminster Gazette
Found in the pocket of Capt. T. P. C. Wilson, a British officer, killed in action.
SUDDENLY one day
The last ill shall fall away.
The last little beastliness that is in our blood
Shall drop from us as the sheath drops from the bud,
And the great spirit of man shall struggle through
And spread huge branches underneath the blue.
In any mirror, be it bright or dim,
Man will see God, staring back at him.
WE’RE MARCHIN’ WITH THE COUNTRY
FRANK L. STANTON
in Journal of Education
THE old flag is a-doin’ her very level best,
She’s a rainbow roun’ the country from the rosy east to the west;
An’ the eagle’s in the elements with sunshine on his breast,
An’ we’re marchin’ with the country in the mornin’!
We’re marchin’ to the music that is ringin’ far and nigh;
You can hear the hallelujahs as the regiments go by;
We’ll live for this old country, or for freedom’s cause we’ll die—
We’re marchin’ with the country in the mornin’!