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The Yank
The boche went into the war as a robber, the poilu as a crusa...

Trees
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. ...

The Capture Of Dun
After the Americans had cleared the Saint Mihiel salient, Mar...

A Carol From Flanders
1914 In Flanders on the Christmas morn The trench...

The Miner And The Tiger
On an October day in 1866, David Lloyd George, then a little ...

A Boy Of Perugia
In the year 1500, Raphael was a boy of eighteen in Perugia wo...

The Tommy
John Masefield, the English writer, says, St. George did not ...

The Lost Battalion
On December 24, 1918, Lieutenant Colonel Charles W. Whittlese...

The Little Old Road
There's a breath of May in the breeze On the little ol...

The Poilu
The soldier of France, the poilu, is a crusader. He is fight...

The United States At War--at Home
When any nation declares war, it immediately brings upon itse...

The First To Fall In Battle
During the trench warfare, it was customary to raid the enemy...

U S Destroyer _osmond C Ingram_
If you were standing on the deck of a patrol boat watching fo...

To Wish To Take Away One From The Immortal Glory Which Belongs
to the Allied armies, nor from the undying gratitude which we o...

Redeemed Italy
Italy, since 1860 at least, has cherished the dream that some...

Vive La France 1
The determination of the people of Alsace and Lorraine not ...

To Villingen--and Back
Very remarkable in the world struggle for liberty was the eag...

The United States Marines
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze From dawn to setti...

President Wilson In France
On December 14, 1918, President Wilson arrived in Paris. He ...

Blocking The Channel
Bruges is an important city of Belgium made familiar to Ameri...



America Comes In






We are coming from the ranch, from the city and the mine,
And the word has gone before us to the towns upon the Rhine;
As the rising of the tide
On the Old-World side,
We are coming to the battle, to the Line.

From the Valleys of Virginia, from the Rockies in the North,
We are coming by battalions, for the word was carried forth:
We have put the pen away
And the sword is out today,
For the Lord has loosed the Vintages of Wrath.

We are singing in the ships as they carry us to fight,
As our fathers sang before us by the camp-fires' light;
In the wharf-light glare,
They can hear us Over There
When the ships come steaming through the night.

Right across the deep Atlantic where the Lusitania passed,
With the battle-flag of Yankee-land a-floating at the mast
We are coming all the while,
Over twenty hundred mile,
And we're staying to the finish, to the last.

We are many--we are one--and we're in it overhead,
We are coming as an Army that has seen its women dead,
And the old Rebel Yell
Will be loud above the shell
When we cross the top together, seeing red.

KLAXTON.





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