Page:Fifes and Drums, Poems of America at War, Vigilantes, 1917.djvu/100

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COME TO THE COLORS

(Air: Russian National Hymn)

Sons of America, come to the colors;
    Gather in arms round the Red, White and Blue!
Far over land and sea a bugle note is ringing;
    Sons of America, it sounds for you!

Long have ye stood apart, the conflict grim beholding,
    Safe in your distance and calm in your might;
Now, in the hour of need, your banner proud unfolding,
    Sons of America, uphold the right!

Kingdoms may pass away in tumult resounding,
    Thrones and dominions may crumble and fall;

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