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��Clive Phillips-Wolley
TO THE FRENCH CANADIANS
HENEVER a daring deed was done or a chivalrous quest
achieved, When the odds against were ten to one, and the laurels
bloodiest leaved; Whenever the fight was fiercest and honour alone not
lost, Steel to steel in the forefront, your swords and our
own were crost.
Whenever the charge was swiftest, twas a laughing
Frenchman led ; Whenever the charge was broken, it broke on our line
of red ;
The gayest hearts in battle, the stoutest hearts at sea, Followed the Leopards of England, or fought for the
Fleur de Lis.
Now this is the Law of England, and Hers is the law of
the West: The foes who fight us fairly, make the friends we love
the best; The only peers of our people are such as have dared
and died, With steady eyes on our bay net points or cheering lips
at our side.
W r e have buried our dead together, Wolfe and your
own Montcalm ; We have sung with you songs of battle, we have taught
the seas our psalm, "Peace and be still," and always we have used our
blended might To give to the people freedom and to every man his
right.
This is no time to bicker. We who have tried your worth
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