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World WarsThe Fleet That Lost Its SoulSailors and especially fighters on the sea have in all ages p... In Memoriam [THE FIGHTING YEARS, 1914-1918] Ring out, wild bells, ... The Really Invincible Armada The northern coast of Scotland is about as far north as the s... Song Of The Aviator (This poem was written for an entertainment given by the Y.M.... Bombing Metz ADAPTED FROM THE ACCOUNT WRITTEN BY RAOUL LUFBERY In Janua... President Wilson In France On December 14, 1918, President Wilson arrived in Paris. He ... Fighting A Depth Bomb All who have read of the sinking of the Lusitania, by a torpe... The Kaiser's Crown (VERSAILLES, JANUARY 18, 1871) The wind on the Thames ... The United States Marines Our flag's unfurled to every breeze From dawn to setti... Where The Four Winds Meet There are songs of the north and songs of the south, A... The Miner And The Tiger On an October day in 1866, David Lloyd George, then a little ... A Carol From Flanders 1914 In Flanders on the Christmas morn The trench... To Villingen--and Back Very remarkable in the world struggle for liberty was the eag... Duty So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man... Blocking The Channel Bruges is an important city of Belgium made familiar to Ameri... At The Front What one soldier writes, millions have experienced. At f... The Soldiers Who Go To Sea If the army or the navy ever gaze on Heaven's scenes, Th... Harry Lauder Sings Harry Lauder, an extremely popular Scotch singer and entertai... U S Destroyer _osmond C Ingram_ If you were standing on the deck of a patrol boat watching fo... Alsace-lorraine On slight pretext, Germany in 1864 and in 1866 had made wars ... |
Where The Four Winds MeetThere are songs of the north and songs of the south, And songs of the east and west; But the songs of the place where the four winds meet Are the ones that we love the best. And where do the four winds meet? you ask. The answer is ready at hand-- Wherever our dear ones chance to be By air, or by sea, or land. So the sailor, keeping his midnight watch 'Mid icicles, snow, and sleet, Can think of a village near Portsmouth town As the place where the four winds meet. And mother, perhaps, and sweetheart true Pray hard for the North Sea Fleet, And harder still for the boy who's gone To his place, where the four winds meet. And the man on guard at the firing-step, 'Mid star-shells shimmering down, Can think of his home--where the four winds meet In some sheltered English town. And thoughts may fly to the distant trench, Whatever its name or street, For Somewhere in France seems far less vague If we add, where the four winds meet. And the pilot steers thro' the trackless waste While the engines throb and beat, Flouting surprise, with the army's eyes High up where the four winds meet. And to those who mourn comes a cheering cry, Which the angels in heaven repeat, Grieve not, brave hearts; we await you here-- Here, where the four winds meet. There are songs of the north and songs of the south, The east and the west complete; But here is a song of the place we love, Which is called, Where the four winds meet. GEOFFREY DALRYMPLE NASH. ******************* Next: The United States Marines Previous: Duty
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