With the Colors: Songs of the American ServiceAppleton, Everard Jack
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With the Colors: Songs of the American Service
Appleton, Everard Jack
World War, 1914-1918 -- Poetry
You fellows that are in--have a heart for those
Who want to be, but can't! For they must know
A bitterness of soul you can never feel--
_They_ haven't got a chance on earth to go!
So it's, "Stay back home with the old and unfit,"
(There's nothing else to do but that, I guess!)
The badge he'd be glad to throw a mile away
Is the one that reads
EXEMPT
U. S.
GOODBYE, BOYS!
Line after line, you swung along,
You men, who only a while ago
Were just a part of the city's throng
Working for self, sedate and slow.
But now--what a diff'rence! Living throbs
Of the Nation's heart! Her reborn men;
And some who saw you gulped back sobs--
And wished you were marching home again!
Our eyes were dim as you went past,
For we _knew you_--at last!
We felt that every senseless joke
About a soldier, wherever made,
Would make _us_ ashamed.... For now we choke
Whenever the Colors and _you_ parade!
Wherever that O. D. uniform
Shall gladden the eyes of we useless men
We can't forget who is meeting the storm--
That some of you won't come home again!
You went.... We talked.... God blot the past!
For _we_ know _you_--at last!
THAT'S ALL
To take this trouble seriously,
But not to gloom or whine;
To never overestimate
Our strength, or to decline
To see this is no picnic,
But do our earnest part
With brain and muscles, newly trained--
To keep a steady heart!
To fight, but not to lower
Our standards in the dust;
To meet a savage enemy
Whose words the world can't trust.
To guard our foolish tempers--
Or keep them out of sight!
To never falter, doubt, or fear
The outcome will be _right_!
To laugh--whenever laughter
Is best to keep us fit;
To shake hands with privation
When face to face with it.
To give without complaining
Or boasting what we give;
To make this world a safer world
For those who have to live!
To part with old traditions
That hampered in the past;
To see that heart-wrung "aliens"
As enemies aren't classed,
But treated--while deserving it--
As human beings, too;
* * * * *
Just to _be clean_--in mind and soul--
That's _all_ we have to do!
AN AMERICAN CREED
Straight thinking,
Straight talking,
Straight doing,
And a firm belief in the might of right.
Patience linked with patriotism,
Justice added to kindliness,
Uncompromising devotion to this country,
And active, not passive, Americanism.
To talk less, to mean more,
To complain less, to accomplish more,
And to so live that every one of us is ready to look Eternity in the
face at any moment, and be unafraid!
IN OTHER KEYS
YOUTH O' THE YEAR
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