... o u r a g r Mr. Baldwin stated in the House They wanted courage which could face, if necessary, unpopularity, and they wanted that Eternal Patience which High Heaven showed to mortals in watching over ...

... Hiitc lArgimrnts j Last year they came across the sea To fight in Flanders' greasy plain, A dozen in each company Are all of them that now remain j It matters not that few survive That losses mount to ...

... a Simple 3Slegs In sadness I watch the grey night-cloud Curtain the saffron west As with slow, lingering footsteps I turn toward home and rest. I'll sleep and dream, but wake again To find the new day ...

... 51 Ui a fc r n n Since I have seen His Loving- Kindness tight Her dear brown face in doing lovely things, Since she has kissed my eyes and given me sight And all the sweetest things a woman brings, Sh ...

... ije 5>mdl of 3Leabes By J. Lewis Milligan. The smell of leaves ah how it bears me back Over the years to early Autumn days, When as a boy I revelled 'mid the wrack, And kicked the dancing elves along ...

... To 31). £.31}. Jttumfa; ftlafjal Princess of fillies! Pride of splendid race! Has some winged spirit from another sphere, Weary of rest, obtained a spell of grace To revel in the speed of conquest her ...

... CTijr outing Bandaged arms or feet or foreheads Faces grimy from the trenches Soiled with smoke and. dust and anguish Of the strain the toil the shambles Eyes that hail the smiling homeland Eyes of wo ...

... OTijrtstmas in tijf ftvcnrijcs This poem, written on a piece of muddy paper, was picked up in a trench in Flanders. It would be interesting to know its authorship. The mud's knee deep in the trenches, ...

... £ong of a flight iBtursc Anguish and fear and fret Within this ward so bare. 'Tis midnight yet, But dawn is in the air. My eyes with tears are wet Fled are the visions fair. 'Tis winter yet, But sprin ...

... 2T 1) p (Kooti A Version in Vernacular of the Twenty-third Psalm With pastures green a' throu' the year, And water from the rock, There's naething that we need to fear Wi' Him to guard the flock. He w ...

... again 1 The same dull town, the same dark street, The market square where women meet. m The same old church, whSre people pray And worship in the same old way. The same oh, God I it cannot be The same ...

... 2H)p Retrospect Come out, come on, sweet summer sun With smiles that once were mine Shine on the mountains, and beyon' The lights that were langsyne. Then was the freedom of the foot That Fate to Age ...