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The Red Cross Nurse
- Author: B-7387
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- Newspaper: The Umpire volume V
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- Date: 4 17 1918
- Tags:
- poetry
THE RED CROSS NURSE
Amid the cannon’s roaring, in the thickest of the fight Where the shrapnel flies like dust, throughout the star-lit night, You may see a white-robed figure, as she slowly wends her way Among the sick and wounded, fallen in the fray. Among’st the Nation’s heroes, she hassurely won her place For her bravery on the battle-field, where she met death face to face, And when life’s toil is over, and she is called to her reward Her’s will be the greatest, that the God’s shall ere award. Upon the banks of the Oise, that slaughter house of death Where many a gallant hero, lies gasping for his breath, You will find her seeking, wounded everywhere As she stills the cries of anguish, that pierce through the air. And when the strife is over, and Freedom’s cause is won And the golden rays of peace, shine down from God’s bright sun, We shall bow our heads in reverence, and sweet homage will be done For the silent white-robed figure, who died, for the man behind the gun.
—B 7387.
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