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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357397" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song Of Anzac</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'When I'm sittin' in me dug-out, with me rifle on me knees, <br>An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up the breeze <br>Just a bit o' 'Bonnie Mary' <br>Or 'Long Way to Tipperary' <br>Then I know I'm in Australia took an' planted overseas...' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we sang in days remembered - fateful days of pain and war <br>When the young lads went forth singing, ship-bound for an unknown shore. <br>They were singing, ever singing, careless lads in careworn days, <br>Sturdy youths, but yet unblooded to red war's unholy ways. <br>From a land untouched by slaughter <br>Fared they forth across the water: <br>Some to Destiny's grim gateway where the scarlet poppy sways. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">* * * * </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'They were singin' on the troopship, they were singin' in the train; <br>When they left their land behind them they were shoutin' a refrain. <br>An' I'll bet they have a chorus <br>Gay an' glad in greetin' for us <br>When their bit of scrappin's over an' they sail back home again...' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we sang to dull the aching that was looming even then <br>When the boys went out to battle, to come back stern fighting men. <br>So we strove to keep hope buoyant while they lived untouched by war, <br>But they came back, not with singing, when those anxious days were o'er <br>Disillusioned and war-weary, <br>And, for all their smiles were cheery, <br>Some came bitter, some came broken, some, they came back nevermore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And today again they're marching, rugged veterans, grey and grave <br>These, who joined the carefree chorus, shouting many an olden stave <br>To the tramping cohorts' motion; <br>To the rolling of the ocean; <br>In their singing seeking kinship that high youth must ever crave. <br>Aye, today again they're marching with old faith and fellowship; <br>Grave and grey, with memory marching, but no song lifts to the lip. <br>Year by year the Boys are gathered; year by year the count grows fewer; <br>But the flame, new-lit on Anzac, goes before them burning pure; <br>And the Song of Anzac ringing <br>High above them, sounding, swinging, <br>Tells that memory of Anzac shall endure while these endure. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">* * * * </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They are marching with the old days, with the singing in their hearts, <br>With the memory of mateship that for not one hour departs: <br>Silent men, with sober faces, <br>Marking now the vacant places <br>Yearly growing, yearly showing where life ends and hope re-starts. <br>That trimphant Song of Anzac that the living Anzac hears - <br>Hears imperfectly and dimly, <br>As he tramps on gravely, grimly <br>Haunts the old familiar roadway he has trodden thro' the years. <br>Done are these with youth's vain dreaming who have yet to pay earth's price, <br>These who harked to young mates singing, <br>These who saw their young souls winging, <br>Ever singing, blithely singing, to the gates of Paradise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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An' a yowlin', 'owlin' chorus comes a-floatin' up the breeze 
Just a bit o' 'Bonnie Mary' 
Or 'Long Way to Tipperary' 
Then I know I'm in Australia took an' planted overseas...' 

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