They crowded from the vast Unknown
Heroes of long told story—
To witness where the war gods strive,
How Texas Clancy kept alive
The flame of Texas' glory!
Heroes of long told story—
To witness where the war gods strive,
How Texas Clancy kept alive
The flame of Texas' glory!
THE CALL TO THE COLORS
LIKE the seeds of wind-flowers, lightly blown
On vagrant, gypsying breeze,
They are scattered wide throughout our land—
Aliens from over the seas.
They came from the crowded fatherlands
To share in our broader sphere,
And they built their nests and reared their broods
Through many a changing year.
On vagrant, gypsying breeze,
They are scattered wide throughout our land—
Aliens from over the seas.
They came from the crowded fatherlands
To share in our broader sphere,
And they built their nests and reared their broods
Through many a changing year.
But a vibrant cry comes unaware
From over the crested wave—
The voice of the warring motherlands
Calling their children to save:
"On our grain-grown fields War plants its guns
And lights its torch on the crag;
We need you, sons in the Other Lands,
Come back and fight for the flag!?
From over the crested wave—
The voice of the warring motherlands
Calling their children to save:
"On our grain-grown fields War plants its guns
And lights its torch on the crag;
We need you, sons in the Other Lands,
Come back and fight for the flag!?
And deep in each listener's heart there stirs
A memory that has slept
'Neath blush of blossom and pallor of snows
While the years have onward crept;
A memory that has slept
'Neath blush of blossom and pallor of snows
While the years have onward crept;
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