The following lines, written on a voyage Home shortly after the declare tion of the Armistice,' may force as complement to the above.
Over the darkling waves Through mist and foam, Rays from the Fastnet gleam Lighting us Home. England is near again, Ah, but the soul of me Yet on" more night—
So through the years of war England has stood, Beacon for all the world Mid seas of blood.
Stormed "at by Hunnisti hate, Dauntless, invincible, Spent, fainting, sore—the lamp she bore. hers about the flame, High in your tower, All the Atlantic's rage Beats at your door. Vhrough storm and_ loneliness _-"The watch you keep, Guiding the blinded ships Home from the deep.
From every race of men That the sky covers, England's voice calls to her Children and lovers—Exiles and wanderers, Fainthearts and brave—Still shines her love for us Over the wave.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.