Page:Fifes and Drums, Poems of America at War, Vigilantes, 1917.djvu/96

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FIFES AND DRUMS


"Will you make good that boast through days of gloom?"
"—Yes. Though my breast become my children's tomb."

Lee Wilson Dodd.