| Hurrah! the heroes come again,
To native land from far Luzon. Ye mountain tops awake the strain! Ye cliffs reply in thundrous tone! Where long abuse revolt had bred, They went to give the isles release: To banish strife and in its stead To lay the corner stone of peace. The eager soldiers march away, Before them danger, glory, death; Hearts just as brave behind them stay, And wait for news with bated breath. But, home again, their duty done___ Unfurl the banner, beat the drum___ They come; and yet, alas for one! With broken ranks the heroes come. A mother far across the sea, Heavy with grief and blind with tears, Bewails the son who ne'er shall be The stay of her declining years. Her gift surpasses tongue or pen, And challenges a nation's thanks. We bow our heads in reverence when The brave return with broken ranks. __Harry Edward Mills. |
Select Sunflowers
Harry Edward Mills
(Fort Scott: Sunflower Press. 1901)
Pages 80-81
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