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Show THE PARADE OF, THE DRAFTED MEN. The marching men, the fighting men, Glorious youth to the foro again! A nation's hopes in the rolling heat Of the drums and the tramp of marching march-ing feet; ' A nation's heart with the men who go In quest of a dream through the whirling whirl-ing snow. Glorious youth to the fore again! Courage battling with death, as when Washington faced in a fateful hour Tho doom pronounced by a haughty power. On they go on they go In quest of a dream through thewhirl- ing snow. The marching men, the fighting men. The soul ot Lincoln alive again, Alive in the sleet of the buffeting North, Spurring the dark-skinned legions forth, Shackled no longer, to rise and go In quest of a dream through tho whirling whirl-ing snow Glorious youth to the fore again In the march of the nation's fighting men! Erin's host, Judea's sons. Gaul and Slav with shouldered guns. Welded In purpose bravely go In quest of a dream through the whirling whirl-ing snow. Men of America! Is It a dream The peace of the world and the fireside gleam? A world from the Teuton curse released? re-leased? A world set free from the .scourge of tho beast? Merely a dream as on ye go. Tramp, tramp, tramp through tho whirling snow? Men of America! East and West, North and South, have given their best, To mould as one a will of steel That shall make the dream we. fight for real! Soldiers of justice, on ye go For humanity's dream in the whirling whirl-ing snow! New York Times. oo |