LONDON CALLING
VICTORY CONTINGENTS—I 946 Hark to the Old Grey Mother calling Cross the seas to her far domains; Ice-girt mountains to sun-lit plains, Spring’s glad youth to the sere leaf falling. Ye have bared your breasts when the foe came creeping Close to my ancient citadel— Spare the soil where my heroes fell, Lightly tread where they lie asleeping. Come to my arms now, all is well. Grim grey hulls to her ports are bringing Kinsfolk scarred with the flames of War; Faces set towards the hearths of yore. Age-old towers where the bells are Tinging— Dewy dells where the thrush is pinging— Leafy lanes with the blooms upspringing. Welcome Home through the open door. William H. Elsum, in the Melbourne Age.
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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 72, Issue 6239, 7 June 1946, Page 5
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123LONDON CALLING Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 72, Issue 6239, 7 June 1946, Page 5
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