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The Soldiers Who Go To Sea
If the army or the navy ever gaze on Heaven's scenes, Th...

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

America Comes In
We are coming from the ranch, from the city and the mine, ...

Alsace-lorraine
On slight pretext, Germany in 1864 and in 1866 had made wars ...

After-days
When the last gun has long withheld Its thunder, and i...

The Quality Of Mercy
There is an old saying, Like king, like people, which means t...

The Unspeakable Turk
Although the great issues of the war were decided, and victor...

United States Day
United States Day was celebrated in Paris on April 20, 1918. ...

Harry Lauder Sings
Harry Lauder, an extremely popular Scotch singer and entertai...

The Turning Of The Tide
A division of marines and other American troops were rushed t...

When The Tide Turned
THE AMERICAN ATTACK AT CHATEAU-THIERRY AND BELLEAU WOOD IN TH...

Where Are You Going Great-heart?
Where are you going, Great-Heart, With your eager face...

Sergeant York Of Tennessee
People will always differ as to what was the most remarkable ...

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

America Enters The War
SPEECH BY LLOYD GEORGE, BRITISH PREMIER, APRIL 12, 1917 ...

Four Soldiers
THE BOCHE The boche was chiefly what his masters made him....

Waiting For The Flash
Not at once can the mind grasp the full significance of the w...

I Knew You Would Come
We are all very proud that America was permitted to have a sh...

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

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



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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