TO ENGLAND.
Mother, wo com* from beyond the east, Whom you boro in the distant past, Unloving children of thine were we, But flesh of thy flosh at the Iwt. Wo oamo not for thy deop bruised bresrt For the pain in thy valiant cry. But we romp at h«l for our own souls' rest Best the suit! Kaigknd die. Now from camp and from been pay fleet Onr war flags also fly, linn hear the throb of onr marching feet— Mother, thy k»io are nigh. Now in (he wstch for morning dim, Through the heats of tie shrapnel's drum, hen hoar the surge of our battle hymn— Mothorl Wa oomol We cornel —Wiillaan BshoweU Wtirtoa, i , \
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 12483, 23 November 1918, Page 8
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117TO ENGLAND. Star (Christchurch), Issue 12483, 23 November 1918, Page 8
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