LAND AND WATER 
October lo, 1914 
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A RECRUITING SONG 
" To arms ! " is the cry 
That comes echoing by , • w 
Through the length of the day and the niglit ; 
" To arms ! " calls the Kmg, 
With a soldierlike ring 
That tells that his summons is right. 
To the order come forth 
From the South and the North, 
From the limits of East and of West ; 
Come forth and don't lag, 
Come and fight for the flag. 
Obeying the nation's behest. 
Old England is ready 
For freedom to fight ; 
Her purpose is steady. 
Her standpoint is right. 
Though never denying 
That peace has its charms. 
Her colours high flying. 
To foemen replying, 
You'll still have her crying, 
" To arms ! " 
" To arms ! " cries the Russ, 
Who is warring with us. 
And the same cry the children of France ; 
" To arms ! " Belgium calls 
As her tottering walls 
Are opposing the German advance. 
Our Colonies call. 
And the Hindoos are all 
Most eager their duty to do : 
So come out and fight. 
For the Black and the White 
Are maintaining the Red, White, and Blue. 
Old England is steady, 
Not longing for strife. 
But eagerly ready 
To fight for her life. 
Her summons is winging 
To townships and farms ; 
Her Britishers bringing, 
With cheers loud and ringing. 
She's lustily singing, 
" To arms ! " 
MOSTYN T. PiGOTT 
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