ON THE DEPARTURE OF OUR TROOPS FOR SOUTH AFRICA.
The hours have sped, the silent night is here, And once again the bugle calls I hear, Once again the steady martial tramp, The shout of order and the horsea' stamp ; Once again tho screeching bagpipes'' blare, The crashing cymbals, and the stirring air, The roll of drums, tho clanking of the steel, The shouts, the cheers — and once again I fool My throbbing heart beat strong with patriot pride, Hy utterance choke, and tears down each cheek glide, My head grow lighb, nay lips and ey click quiver, And, 'neath a glowing sun, my body shiver. I feel — I know not how, I cannot tell, As, wild and fierce, I yell my last farewell! — HARRY W. YEEND. Moonee Ponds, Melbourne, October 28, 1889.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2391, 28 December 1899, Page 63
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133ON THE DEPARTURE OF OUR TROOPS FOR SOUTH AFRICA. Otago Witness, Issue 2391, 28 December 1899, Page 63
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