But in that line on the British right,
There massed a corps amain,
Of men who hailed from a far west land
Of and forest and plain;
Men new to war and its dreadest deeds,
But noble and staunch and true;
Men of the open, East and West,
Brew of old Britain's brew.
There massed a corps amain,
Of men who hailed from a far west land
Of and forest and plain;
Men new to war and its dreadest deeds,
But noble and staunch and true;
Men of the open, East and West,
Brew of old Britain's brew.
War Poetry - 1914-17