Beyond the soaring thrill that lifts the heart
To martial music and to marching feet,
Beyond the thin call of the fife — apart
From brave emotion, and the sudden heat
Of young enthusiasm, and the cheers
Of crowds which weep and rally at a word —
Beyond the Fire and the Wind and Tears
The still small voice of Sacrifice is heard!
The cripple in his chair who does his bit —
The bent old woman in her garden-plot —
By such small flames the holy Lamp is lit —
And who can say the Country needs them not?
Not for us all the right to rise and go
To unknown Terror over haunted seas —
Yet all shall reap as We-At-Home shall sow —
And thus we serve — unto the least of these!
(Faith Baldwin)
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