Page:Fifes and Drums, Poems of America at War, Vigilantes, 1917.djvu/118

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FIFES AND DRUMS


The steadfast will that faces and overpowers fear,
If in the perilous hour of Freedom's mortal fight
He fails to dare his all for God and for the right—
Mother, your love has crippled the soul it strove to shield.
You knew not how to give the life he knows not how to yield.

Amelia Josephine Burr.