Page:Fifes and Drums, Poems of America at War, Vigilantes, 1917.djvu/97

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AMERICA, TO ARMS!

She stands, a guardian of the endless sea,
    Her garb is golden, and her lips are flame,
She is the portal of Eternity
    And Beauty is the realm from whence she came!
She is the voice of many bleeding lands—
    America, she calls! To Arms! Arise!
    For like a shimmering sabre in the skies
In scarlet glow she stands
A guardian of the earth and sea—
             Liberty!

Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff.