GALLIPOLI.

Marlborough Express, Volume LI, Issue 96, 25 April 1917, Page 3

GALLIPOLI.

The following stirring lines were published in The Dominion of Monr day lasc, /'■ The years have doubly crowned them1' Whom Valor crowned that day, When War's red legions found them True men at Anza*' Bay: Ohl if in Death's swift reaping Such men were steeped in dreams To lie, for ever sleeping, • Maybe to chem it seems, The hills where they are resting A:-e like the hills at home, Grey ramparts . ever breasting The charging lines of foam. The years have soothed the yearning Of those who fell,, yet live, Whose eyes are ever turning To where the sea-winds give A soft-lipped ocean greeting To crosses white that .rise—• Where mountain peaks are meeting The cloud-ranks of the skies—■ Where hills their boldness borrow From hills beyond the sea. Our sorrow is one sorrow, One word—Gallipoli. The bitterness of battle Is theirs, who scatheless came Through War's benumbing rattle And thunder-clouds and flame-— They fight on plain* of Flanders, They die in vales in France. Maybe, in dreams, one1 _ wanders AVhere sweeping sea-birds glance Abreast of cliff that lowers Above the sea-blue rare, And'sees the starry flowers And loom of Sari Bain . The years shall crown and crown them, Their honor grow and grow, The far-flung lands that own them Increase in pride to know That here an Empire, scattered, Was welded in one deed, One glowing thing that mattered, A thing by God decreed. •In British lands forever, This l epic there shall he, Of stern, sublime endeavor, And grief—Gailipoii! ; WILL LAWSON. Wellington, April 22.