ALL FOR TUE CAUSE. Hearken how they cry, " 0 happy, happy ye that ye were born " In the sad slow night's departing, in the risiug of the morn. 9. " Fair the crown the Cause bath for you, well to die or well to live · "Through the battle, through the tangle, peace to gain or peace to give." Ah, it may be ! Oft meseemetb, in the days that yet shall be, When no slave of gold abideth 'twixt the breadth of sea. to sea, Oft, when men and maids are merry, ere the sunlight leaves the earth, And they bless the day beloved, all too short for all their mirth, Some shall pa.use awhile and ponder on the bitter days of old, Ere the toil of strife and battle overthrew the curse of gold ; Then 'twixt lips of loved and lover solemn thoughts o~ us shall riae; We who once were fools and dreamers, then shall be the brave and wise. There amidst the world new-builded shair our earthly deeds abide, Though our names be all forgotten, and the tale of how we died. Life or death then, who shall heed it, what we gain or what we lose1 Fair flies life amid ~e struggle, and the Cause for ee.ch shall choose. Hear.a word, a word'in season, for the day is drawing nigli, When the cause shall ea.Ii upo·n us, some to· live an'd' so~e ~ die! , - . l J • -• Bib ioteca Gino Branco
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