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The Call of Freedom.
Mr. Fred Thompson sends along the following copy of a war poem, which he says has never yet been pub- lished'. The poem was written re- cently by Mr. Gilbert Crawford, a reader on the night staff of the "Daily Mercury Office," Mackay, N.Q.:
I hear a voice a'calling and its note is
- one of pain-
Don't you hear that voice acalling out
to you?
Tis the voice of nations ravished
Freedom crushed and Honor
slain
Can't you hear that voice a'calling out
anew?
Chorus :
Don't you hear that voice acalling,
calling clear as tocsin peal?
It is echoing throughout the whole
world wide;
'Tis the voice of Freedom calling from
beneath the tyrant's heel,
The sons of Freedom calling to her
side.
I hear a voice responding from the
heart of Sunny France
Don't you hear her answer- sent to
Freedom's call?
And the tenor of her message makes
men's pulses throb and dance Have you no response to make to it
at all?'
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
I hear a voice responding and it
sounds now loud, now low
Don't you hear it in the shrieking
Arctic wind?
'Tis the Russian National Anthem
, rolling o'er the fields of snow,
And the might of Russia's millions
rolls behind.
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
I hear a voice responding by the
Mediterranean shore
Don't you hear the sons' of Italy
reply?
And 'tis swelling ever louder o'er the
din and battle's roar
As Freedom's hymn goes mounting to
the sky.
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
I hear a voice responding, it comes
from the ocean deep
Don't you hear its verberations strong
and clear?
'Tis the voice of grim Britannia risen
in her wrath! to keep
And defend the Freedom ever to her
dear.
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
I hear a voice responding from across
the Atlantic waves-
Don't you hear them as they come to
play their part?
'Tis the warsong sounding lustily of
Canada's proud braves
Don't their warsong wake an echo in
your heart?
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
I hear a voice come swelling o'er the
burning desert sand
Don't you hear the sons of Africa
respond
And a pealing echo answers it from
India's coral strand
Don't these voices make your recreant
heart despond?
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
Where the Southern Cross is beaming
comes another voice that swells Don't you hear the answer of your
own Home clime?
'Tis the slogan of the Anzacs welling
down the Dardanelles,
And their war song echoes down the
tide of Time.
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
And another voice comes pealing
through the starry eastern night: Don't you hear the eager Banzai of
Japan?
'Tis the men of Nippon marshalling
to battle for the right
Can't these voices stir your soul to
play the man?
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
Won't you hear those voices calling
they are calling close and clear? Won't you also take your place beside
the brave?
To Freedom's earnest pleading do
you still turn a deaf ear?
Will you bear the coward's brand into
your grave?
Don't you hear that voice, etc.
I hear a voice that rises now supreme
above them all
Don't 'you hear it through the batle's
awful roar?
'Tis the voice of Victory swelling up
to Heaven's highest hall,
As the Tyrant's ramparts fall, to rise
no more.
Last Chorus:
Don't you hear that voice a'calling,
calling clear as tocsin bell
It is echoing throughout the whole
world wide
'Tis the voice of Freedom calling, and
the notes of triumph swell ,
From the sons of Freedom rallied to
her side.