Mother, with unbowed head Hear thou acrose tho sea The farewell of tho dead, Tho dead who died for the". Greet them again -with, lender voida and For, saving thee, themselves they <ould not save. To keep the house unharmed Their fathers built so fair, Deeming endurance armed Better than brute despair, They found tho secret of tho word that eaith: "Service is sweet, for ail iruo life is death." So greet thou well thy dead Across the homeless sea, And be thou comforted Because they died for thee. Far off thoy served, but now their deed is done, For evermore their life and thine are one, Hjjnbt Nkwbolt.
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FAREWELL, Evening Star, Issue 15665, 2 December 1914
FAREWELL Evening Star, Issue 15665, 2 December 1914
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