CONTENTS.
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| Marching Men | 9 | |
Flaring bugle, throbbing drum.
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| 'Tis Not the Will That's Wanted | 11 | |
Would God that mine were better luck.
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| When First He Put the Khaki On | 13 | |
When first he put the khaki on.
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| The Recruit | 14 | |
Through all the anguish of these days.
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| The Day He Went | 15 | |
The morning dawned both bright and clear.
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| Rocking in the Bay | 16 | |
From my nook beneath the pine.
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| Challenge | 18 | |
Soldier, be thy blade to-night.
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| And They Were Young | 20 | |
'Tis when you're young and life ascends.
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| The Fields Are Green in Canada | 21 | |
The fields are green in Canada.
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| Oh, Not When April Wakes the Daffodils | 23 | |
Oh, not when April wakes the daffodils.
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| Children of England Yet to Be | 24 | |
Children, children, yet unborn.
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