<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">Territorials</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line"><span class="smallcaps">Where</span> are the lads who went out to the war?</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">This year, and last year and long, long ago --</p><p class="line">With eyes full of laughter and song on their lips --</p><p class="line">(Our sad hearts flew after as birds follow ships!)</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:10%"><em>Where are they now, do you know?</em></p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Some sleep in Flanders and some sleep in France,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">This year, and last year, and long years to come --</p><p class="line">And under the rampart that guards far Stamboul</p><p class="line">Some are camped in a rest deep and cool,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:10%"><em>And they heed not the bugle and drum!</em></p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">They'll come, though not all! They will come from the war! --</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">This year or next year, or early or late --</p><p class="line">And come well or wounded, come many or few,</p><p class="line">They will bring back their honor, their faith high and true</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:10%"><em>Or will bear it to Paradise Gate.</em></p></div><p class="byline">-- Agnes S. Falconer.</p></body></html> · Great War