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Bombing Metz
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Pershing At The Tomb Of Lafayette
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The Tommy
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The Kaiser's Crown
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To Villingen--and Back
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Pershing At The Tomb Of Lafayette






They knew they were fighting our war.
As the months grew to years
Their men and their women had watched
through their blood and their tears
For a sign that we knew, we who could not
have come to be free
Without France, long ago. And at last
from the threatening sea
The stars of our strength on the eyes
of their weariness rose;
And he stood among them,
the sorrow strong hero we chose
To carry our flag to the tomb
of that Frenchman whose name
A man of our country could once more
pronounce without shame.
What crown of rich words would he set
for all time on this day?
The past and the future were listening
what he would say--
Only this, from the white-flaming heart
of a passion austere,
Only this--ah, but France understood!
Lafayette, we are here.

AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR.

[Illustration: Lafayette, We Are Here! The immortal tribute of
General John J. Pershing at the grave of the great Frenchman. Notice
the difference between the American and French salutes.]





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