DE MORTUO NUM.
Oh, loafer once of country roads, With giggling face and well-trained curl; • Oh, frivoller of the empty days, And ogler of each passing girl! The tiny hamlet where you,lived, How has sho grown so great with prido— - So boastful that you walked her Btreets—■ So proud—so proud because you died ? Ah, never yet was born in her A man to dare bo great a thing, Thou saviour of thy nation's hame- ' Defender of thy country's King! —Man orie'Wilson. Westminster Gazette.
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Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 6, 8 January 1916, Page 16
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83DE MORTUO NUM. Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 6, 8 January 1916, Page 16
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