Veteran's Day
THE SILENT ARMY
IAN ADANAC
IN The Montreal Daily Star
NO bugle is blown, no roll of drums,
No sound of an army marching.
No banners wave high, no battle--cry
Comes from the war-worn fields where they lie,
The blue sky overarching
The call sounds clearer than the bugle call '
From this silent, dreamless army.
No cowards were we, when we heard the call,
For freedom we grudged not to give our all,"
Is the call from the silent army.
Hushed and quiet and still they lie,
This silent, dreamless army,
While living comrades spring to their side,
And the bugle-call and the battle-cry
Are heard as dreamer and dreamless lie
Under the stars of the arching sky,
The men who have heard from the men who have die
The call of the silent army.
IAN ADANAC
IN The Montreal Daily Star
NO bugle is blown, no roll of drums,
No sound of an army marching.
No banners wave high, no battle--cry
Comes from the war-worn fields where they lie,
The blue sky overarching
The call sounds clearer than the bugle call '
From this silent, dreamless army.
No cowards were we, when we heard the call,
For freedom we grudged not to give our all,"
Is the call from the silent army.
Hushed and quiet and still they lie,
This silent, dreamless army,
While living comrades spring to their side,
And the bugle-call and the battle-cry
Are heard as dreamer and dreamless lie
Under the stars of the arching sky,
The men who have heard from the men who have die
The call of the silent army.