Four years! And still you do not shirk
The weary round of watch and work.
Four years! And still from bank or bench
You run to Tommy-gun and trench.
Four years! And still, when others pause,
You give your Sundays to the Cause.
To-day you wait the final fray;
We wish you 'No returns' to-day:
But may the spirit, may the flame,
Live on for ever, with your fame-
The greatest army mustered yet
That never asked what it would get.
May 14, 1944