"Adieu! for a while, to the town and its trade! Adieu! to the meadow and rake! Our country, my boys, calls aloud for our aid; And shall we that country forsake? It never was known, that true hearts like our own, From hardships, or hazards would flinch! Let our foes then unite! We will show them in fight What Britons can do at a pinch! A slave may he be! who will not agree To join with his neighbours, and sing, 'That the brave and the free (such, Britons!) are we! Live but for their country and king!'" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IPPOLIT KONOVALOFF by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO THE FAIR CLARINDA, WHO MADE LOVE TO ME by APHRA BEHN BITTER-SWEET: CRADLE SONG [OR, BABYHOOD] by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND THE MAY MAGNIFICAT by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE SAD MOTHER by KATHARINE TYNAN |