In The Battle Silences: Poems Written At The Front

by Frederick George Scott


 

A CANADIAN


 

THE glad brave young heart
    Had come across the sea,
He longed to play his part
    In crushing tyranny.

The mountains and the plains

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    Of his beloved land
Were wine within his veins
    And gave an iron hand.

He scorned the thought of fear,
    He murmured not at pain,

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The call of God was clear,
    The path of duty plain.

Beneath the shower of lead
    Of poison and of fire,
He charged and fought and bled

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    Ablaze with one desire.

O Canada, with pride
    Look up and greet the morn,
Since of thy wounded side
     Such breed of men is born.

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VLAMERTINGHE, NEAR YPRES.
    27 April 1915