In The Battle Silences: Poems Written At The Front

by Frederick George Scott


 

THE CROWN OF EMPIRE


 

ENGLAND of our Fathers and England of our Sons,
Along the dark horizon line the day-dawn glory runs,
For Empire has been ours of old and Empire ours shall be—
His grip is on the world to-day whose grip is on the sea.

O England of our Fathers and England of our Sons,

5
Above the roar of battling hosts, the thunder of the guns,
A Mother’s voice was calling us, we heard it over-sea,
The Blood which Thou didst give us is the blood we spill for Thee.

O England of our Fathers and England of our Sons,
Along the dark horizon line the day-dawn glory runs,

10
For golden Peace is drawing near, her paths are on the sea,—
He grips the hearts of all mankind who stands for Liberty.