The Great War

from Lest We Forget, an electronic edition

Verse.

To Our Indian Troops Going the War.

Forward! Forward, gallant band!

Forward, over sea and land.

Where, upon a foreign strand,

Beckons Death or Victory!

Love and Faith and Duty call:

England's honour summons all,

By her side to stand or fall

Makers of her history!

Let the Western foemen trace

In your heart and in your face

Manhood of the Aryan race

And its pristine chivalry!

Let your dauntless deeds attest,

Nobly, proudly to the West

That within the Eastern breast

Throbs a heart as proud and free.

By you, at Britannia's side

Be the banded world defied!

Yours the glory, yours the pride

There to conquer or to die.

Honour lives from age to age

Bright on Time's recorded page.

Be your sons' the heritage

Of your dauntless memory!

Forward! forward, gallant band,

Forward, over sea and land,

Where, upon a foreign strand,

Beckons Death or Victory!