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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.  

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