The Holland Society of New York - Yearbook (New York, NY)

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45 adversaries meet her, and observe the devoted way in which they fight and die 3 when we behold them winning victories without elation, and sustaining defeat without murmur, cold and still indeed must be the heart, I say, that does not appreciate such manhood, such courage, and such devotion to prin- ciple, whether the Boer be right or wrong. In the presence of such contestants one cannot but think that the great poem recently dedicated to England by her ,greatest living poet describes as well, in its every sentiment, the faith of Holland as the faith of Great Britain herself, and every man who admires courage must pray for a cessation of their strife. , ' ' God of our fathers, known of old- Lord of our far-flung battle line-e Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine- Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget ! The tumult and the shouting dies- The Captains and the Kings depart- Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lestwe forget ! Far-called our navies melt away- ' On dune andfheadland sinks the fire- Lo, all our pomp of yesterday, ' Is one with Nineveh and Tyre ! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget ! . If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe- Such boasting as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law- I