The Red Flower - Poems Written in War Time by Henry Van Dyke
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WAR-MUSIC Break off! Dance no more! Danger is at the door. Music is in arms. To signal war's alarms, Hark, a sudden trumpet calling Over the hill Why are you calling, trumpet, calling? What is your will? Men, men, men! Men who are ready to fight For their country's life, and the right. Of a liberty-loving land to be Free, free, free! Free from a tyrant's chain, Free from dishonor's stain, Free to guard and maintain All that her fathers fought for, All that her sons have wrought for, Resolute, brave, and free! Call again, trumpet, call again, |
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