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The Call - ZaunköniG - 22.04.2012 The Call Because Her sons waxed loud in wantonness And cursed their mates in mood of angry will, Nor hearkened when She bade the brawl be still, Did ye then deem that in Her sore distress They too would throng with glee amid the press That strove amain the lovely life to kill At whose dear breasts their life had ta'en its fill, Whose hands had flung them freedom for largesse? Fools, knowing nought of Britain and Her breed! The war-cry thrills through all Her coasts and seas, And straight Her rebels start from mimic strife To face the foe whose hate is hate indeed, And clasp true hands, and fall on militant knees To guard their Mother with their very life. |