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PAGE "For All We Have and Are" Kipling, Rudyard 1 Instructions to the British Soldier Kitchener, Lord 3 Pro Patria Seaman, Sir Owen 4 Statement in House of Lords Kitchener, Lord 5 Between Midnight and Morning Seaman, Sir Owen 7 Vigil, The Newbolt, Sir Henry 7 Hour, The Fagan, James Bernard 9 Off Heligoland Middleton, J. E. 10 Call to Arms, A Asquith, Rt. Hon. H. H. 11 Australia to England Strong, Archibald 15 Extract from Speech Churchill, Rt. Hon. Winston 16 What of the Fight? Burton, Claude E. C. H. 17 Man of the Marne, The Carman, Bliss 18 Telegram from King Albert to King George 20 India to England Nizamat Jung 21 "A Scrap of Paper" Lloyd George, Rt. Hon. David 22 Tribute, The Begbie, Harold 27 From Speech at the Guildhall Kitchener, Lord 28 Kaiser, The Holland, Norah 30 From Debate on the Address Asquith, Rt. Hon. H. H. 31 Canadian, The Middleton, J. E. 31 To Belgium in Exile Seaman, Sir Owen 33 Chant of Love for England, A Cone, Helen Gray 34 "Canadians--Canadians--That's All!" Peat, Private Harold R. 35 From "A Canadian Twilight" Trotter, Bernard Freeman 39 We Were Men of the Furrow Stead, Robert J. C. 39 Devon Men Haselden, Percy 42 Chalk and Flint "Punch" 43 Grave in Flanders, A Scott, Frederick George 45 Into Battle Grenfell, Julian 46 Christ in Flanders L. W. 48 Blind Man and His Son, The Cammaerts, Emile 50 Extract from "The War and the Soul" Campbell, Rev. R. J. 51 Guards Came Through, The Doyle, Sir Arthur Conan 53 Red Poppies in the Corn Galbraith, W. Campbell 55 Extract from Lecture "How We Stand Now" Murray, Gilbert 56 Lusitania Begbie, Harold 59 White Ships and the Red, The Kilmer, Joyce 61 From Speech at the Guildhall Borden, Rt. Hon. Sir Robert 64 Red Cross Nurse, The Carman, Bliss 66 Finley, John 66 Seaman, Sir Owen 66 Edith Cavell Oxenham, John 67 Soldier, The Brooke, Rupert 68 From "The Meaning of War" Bergson, Henri Louis 69 To Our Dead Gosse, Edmund 71 Dead, The Brooke, Rupert 72 In a Belgian Garden Call, F. O. 72 "That Have No Doubts" "Klaxon" 74 On the Rue du Bois Scott, Frederick George 75 From "Fear God and Take Your Own Part" Roosevelt, Theodore 77 To the Memory of Field-Marshal Earl Kitchener Seaman, Sir Owen 79 Kitchener of Khartoum Stead, Robert J. C. 80 Kitchener's March Burr, Amelia Josephine 81 Crown of Empire, The Scott, Frederick George 83 "I Have a Rendezvous with Death" Seeger, Alan 84 In Memoriam Cone, Helen Gray 85 Guns of Verdun Chalmers, Patrick R. 86 Verdun Lloyd George, Rt. Hon. David 87 For the Fallen Binyon, Laurence 88 In Flanders Fields McCrae, John 90 Anxious Dead, The McCrae, John 91 From Speech on Becoming Premier Lloyd George, Rt. Hon. David 92 Subalterns Huxley, Mildred 93 Searchlights, The Noyes, Alfred 94 The Sea is His Vern?de, R. E. 96 Volunteer Asquith, Herbert 98 From Message to Congress Wilson, Woodrow 99 From "Vimy Ridge" Gordon, Alfred 101 Silent Toast, The Scott, Frederick George 102 Prospice Sullivan, Alan 103 Outer Guard, The Oxenham, John 105 Small Craft Fox-Smith, C. 106 Extract from Speech in Toronto Balfour, Rt. Hon. Arthur J. 109 Spires of Oxford, The Letts, W. M. 110 Extract from Speech in Ottawa Viviani, Monsieur 112 Name of France, The Van Dyke, Henry 113 Extract from Speech in Montreal Joffre, Marshal 114 For the Men at the Front Oxenham, John 115 What Has Britain Done? Hodgins, Rev. F. B. 117 Extract from Speech on Third Anniversary of Declaration of War Lloyd George, Rt. Hon. David 118 What Has England Done? Owens, Vilda Sauvage 120 In the Morning "Klaxon" 122 Order to the Canadian Army Corps Currie, Sir Arthur W. 124 Soul of a Nation, The Seaman, Sir Owen 125 Living Line, The Begbie, Harold 126 Historic Order, An Haig, Field-Marshal Sir Douglas 129 Guns in Sussex, The Doyle, Sir Arthur Conan 130 To a Soldier in Hospital Letts, W. M. 131 Speech Delivered before August Offensive, 1918 Currie, Sir Arthur W. 134 Air-men, The Holland, Norah 137 Extracts from Speech Taft, Wm. Howard 138 Message to the Navy King George 138 Sky Signs "Klaxon" 139 Order to the Canadians after the Capture of Mons Currie, Sir Arthur W. 141 Tribute Huxley, Mildred 143 On the Navy Churchill, Rt. Hon. Winston 144 Debt Unpayable, The Bourdillon, F. W. 146 Speech in Paris King George 147 Britain's Day Pershing, General J. J. 149 Gifts From the Dead Lulham, P. Habberton 150 Woman's Toll, The Duffin, Ruth 151 Pilgrims Service, Robert W. 152 Epitaphs for the Slain Edmonds, J. M. 153 Extract from Official Report Haig, Field-Marshal Sir Douglas 154 Speech at Opening of Paris Conference Poincar?, Raymond 155 National Anthem 160

The selections contained in this book make up a sequence which records the history of the Great War from the stirring days of August, 1914, to the opening of the Peace Conference in January, 1919. These selections of verse and prose are arranged, not necessarily in chronological order, but still with a view to indicate approximately the historic succession of great events and the varying moods of those authors and speakers who have been the voices of the allied nations during the fifty-two months of warfare.

Although this anthology has been prepared for the use of schools, the plan of selection and arrangement has made it impracticable to grade the poems and extracts to suit the capacities of pupils of different ages. The judgment of the teacher must determine what is suitable for one grade and what for another. Many of the poems and some of the prose extracts will be found too difficult for young pupils.

Due acknowledgments have been made throughout the book to the authors and publishers who have generously made it possible to bring together so valuable a collection of the literature of the War. The meed of gratitude due to all the writers represented here can never be adequately paid. Special mention is made of Nizamat Jung, Native Judge of the High Court of Hyderabad, who has given expression to the wonderful loyalty of the races of teeming India, which have poured out treasure and blood without stint in defence of their Emperor-King.

INTRODUCTION

The boys and girls of this generation have had the opportunity and responsibility of living through great times. In days to come they will look back with a feeling akin to awe on the hours when, in Sir Owen Seaman's words, they "saw the Powers of Darkness put to flight" and "saw the morning break." The future of our country will be determined by the youth of to-day. Problems of the greatest complexity and perplexity await solution, and can be solved only by honesty, intelligence, sympathy, breadth of outlook, sacrificial service, and the fear of God. The teachers and pupils now in our schools are in the midst of a great crisis, and will need greatness of soul that they may rightly face it. That they will respond nobly to the challenge of the age, I have not the shadow of a doubt.

Never was there a more timely occasion for the teaching of an ardent and enlightened patriotism. Those who understand the issues at stake in the Great War, the genius of the world-wide British Commonwealth, the national consciousness of our own fair Canada, the lessons taught us by the mighty struggle, will be well-instructed citizens of this Dominion, equipped by knowledge and by spirit to serve their country, their Empire, and the world.

The selections of Verse and Prose in this book set forth the varying and successive phases of the War, and seek to remind, to inform, and to inspire. The teachers will use them as vehicles of moral and patriotic instruction. The pupils will keep them forever in their hearts and minds. Surely if we wish to introduce any good element into the life of a nation, it can best be introduced through its schools and colleges.

It is well to recall the issues that have been decided; for in no struggle have greater hung in the balance. The crime perpetrated against the Belgians, aggravated by its accompanying treachery and brutality and immediately followed by unparalleled sanguinary atrocity, revealed as by a lurid flash the nature and the greatness of the menace to which Christian civilization was exposed. Prussian militarism, in this belated, almost incredible but all too terrible, outbreak of Pagan barbarism, threatened to overthrow all the best elements in international life.

The very idea of a Commonwealth of Europe, the growing sense of solidarity, the recognition of general interests, the existence of international institutions such as the Hague Tribunal--were seen to be doomed, if Germany should come forth a victor.

The law of international good faith,--the absolutely indispensable foundation for any international fabric,--would be abolished, if a single criminal state could defy it with impunity, and could profitably disregard treaties, oaths, Geneva Conventions, Hague Declarations, if these interfered with its own selfish advantage.

The principle of nationality, vital to a stable and organic modern state, would be crushed or remain as a source of constant unrest in Austro-Hungary, in the Balkan Peninsula, and in other disturbed parts of Europe.

Democracy, with all it implies of self-government, freedom from external compulsion, peaceful development, and civic progress, was recognized as having come to deathgrips with its ancient foe--militaristic autocracy.

The future development of all the Free States of the world, the Entente Powers and the neutrals, was threatened by the German blow for world-power. The very existence of the British Empire as a free, prosperous, and progressive commonwealth, was imperilled. The freedom of our own Dominion was assailed.

Behind all political and material interests, profound moral issues were at stake. The struggle was against the "armed doctrine,"--that diabolical perversion of all sound political thinking,--that the essence of the State is might, that the State is above all moral restraints, that war is its normal and noblest activity, and that war may be waged with pitiless ferocity and scientific frightfulness.

All the forces that opposed freedom, self-government, and progress gathered around the despotisms of Central Europe. In 1914 they made their bid for world dominion. Never before had so much been at stake; perhaps never again will such issues be put to the test. Thank God, the judgment has been given; the righteous government of the world has been vindicated; Right has triumphed over Might.

Gradually the real nature of the struggle was recognized by the free peoples of the world. Their sons felt they were summoned to a new crusade. They went forth as champions of democracy against autocracy, of freedom against tyranny, of mercy against ruthlessness, of justice against iniquity, of decency against shamefulness, of good faith against perfidy, of Right against Might, of peace against war, of humane and Christian civilization against savage and pagan barbarism. All the world was presently forced to give a moral and political judgment on the issues.

Canada is dearer to us than ever, because it has been purchased anew at a great cost of precious blood. Those who have fallen are worthy of everlasting remembrance. They will be commemorated by public monuments, by tablets of bronze, or brass or marble in public buildings, by "storied windows richly dight". They deserve this. But, before God, they deserve at our hands a better monument--even the monument of a purer, nobler Canada, more intelligent, more united, more sober, more kindly, more God-fearing. Dying for Canada, they have recreated Canada. Let us be worthy of those whose deaths have kept us free.

Through the experiences of these recent years, we have learned the possibilities of heroism latent in every man. We need not hesitate to make high demands on our citizens for worthy ends. We have regained a right sense of the relative value of things, and we know that the first things are those which are ideal, spiritual, eternal. We know that persons are of infinitely more value than things; that the development and enrichment of personality mark the only true advance in civilization; and that the basis of national progress is the health, efficiency, and spiritual well-being of the people. We have realized the power of organized effort. We shall not forget the bonds of sympathy which common sorrows have created. We have gained a wider outlook on the world and a truer conception of the meaning of Empire. We understand more clearly the national problems that lie before us in this new era. A better Canada will not come of itself. It must be planned for and striven for. But it will come, if there is kindled in the souls of our citizens the same flame of sacrifice and service which burned so brightly in the hearts of Canada's citizen-soldiers of the Great War.

H. J. CODY

DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION, TORONTO, APRIL 4, 1919

THE GREAT WAR IN VERSE AND PROSE

"FOR ALL WE HAVE AND ARE"

For all we have and are, For all our children's fate, Stand up and meet the war. The Hun is at the gate! Our world has passed away In wantonness o'erthrown. There is nothing left to-day But steel and fire and stone.

Though all we knew depart, The old commandments stand: "In courage keep your heart, In strength lift up your hand."

Once more we hear the word That sickened earth of old: "No law except the sword Unsheathed and uncontrolled," Once more it knits mankind, Once more the nations go To meet and break and bind A crazed and driven foe.

Comfort, content, delight-- The ages' slow-bought gain-- They shrivelled in a night. Only ourselves remain To face the naked days In silent fortitude, Through perils and dismays Renewed and re-renewed.

Though all we made depart, The old commandments stand: "In patience keep your heart, In strength lift up your hand."

LORD KITCHENER'S INSTRUCTIONS TO THE BRITISH SOLDIER

You are ordered abroad as a soldier of the King to help our French comrades against the invasion of a common enemy. You have to perform a task which will need your courage, your energy, your patience. Remember that the honour of the British Army depends on your individual conduct.

It will be your duty, not only to set an example of discipline and perfect steadiness under fire, but also to maintain the most friendly relations with those whom you are helping in this struggle. The operations in which you are engaged will, for the most part, take place in a friendly country, and you can do your own country no better service than in showing yourself in France and Belgium in the true character of a British soldier.

Be invariably courteous, considerate, and kind. Never do anything likely to injure or destroy property, and always look upon looting as a disgraceful act. You are sure to meet with a welcome and to be trusted; your conduct must justify that welcome and that trust.

Your duty cannot be done unless your health is sound. So keep constantly on your guard against any excesses. In this new experience you may find temptations both in wine and women. You must entirely resist both temptations, and, while treating all women with perfect courtesy, you should avoid any intimacy.

Do your duty bravely. Fear God. Honour the King.

PRO PATRIA

England, in this great fight to which you go Because, where Honour calls you, go you must, Be glad, whatever comes, at least to know You have your quarrel just.

Peace was your care; before the nations' bar Her cause you pleaded and her ends you sought; But not for her sake, being what you are, Could you be bribed or bought.

Forth, then, to front that peril of the deep With smiling lips and in your eyes the light, Steadfast and confident, of those who keep Their storied scutcheon bright.

And we, whose burden is to watch and wait-- High-hearted ever, strong in faith and prayer, We ask what offering we may consecrate, What humble service share?

To steel our souls against the lust of ease; To find our welfare in the general good; To hold together, merging all degrees In one wide brotherhood;--

To teach that he who saves himself is lost; To bear in silence though our hearts may bleed; To spend ourselves, and never count the cost, For others' greater need;--

To go our quiet ways, subdued and sane; To hush all vulgar clamour of the street; With level calm to face alike the strain Of triumph or defeat;--

This be our part, for so we serve you best, So best confirm their prowess and their pride, Your warrior sons, to whom in this high test Our fortunes we confide.

STATEMENT BY LORD KITCHENER

My Lords, as this is the first time I have had the honour of addressing your Lordships, I must ask for the indulgence of the House. In the first place, I desire to make a personal statement. Noble Lords on both sides of the House doubtless know that while associating myself in the fullest degree for the prosecution of the war with my colleagues in His Majesty's Government, my position on this bench does not in any way imply that I belong to any political party, for, as a soldier, I have no politics. Another point is that my occupation of the post of Secretary of State for War is a temporary one. The terms of my service are the same as those under which some of the finest portions of our manhood, now so willingly stepping forward to join the colours, are engaging--that is to say, for the war, or, if it lasts longer than three years, then for three years. It has been asked why this latter limit has been fixed. It is because that should this disastrous war be prolonged--and no one can fowould be kept in."

"But we must inquire about it," said Tod. "What's to be said of the note?"

Tod could not see any reason in the argument; but the Squire took up the idea eagerly, and ordered Tod to do as was suggested. He was unable to go to Timberdale himself, but was far too impatient to let it rest until another day, and so Tod was to be his deputy.

With at least a hundred suggestions and injunctions from the Squire--who only ceased when his voice disappeared completely--we set off, taking the way of the Ravine. It was a fine spring day: the trees were coming into leaf, the thorns and other bushes were budding: violets and primroses nestled at their feet. I picked some early cowslips for a ball for Lena, and some double white violets for Mrs. Todhetley.

Past Timberdale Court went we; past the church; past Jael Batty's and the other straggling cottages, and came to the village street. It was paved: and you can't say that of all villages.

Mr. Rymer was behind his counter: a thin, delicate-faced man, with a rather sad expression and mild brown eyes. In spite of his poor clothes and his white apron and the obscure shop he had served in for twenty years, his face had "gentleman" plainly stamped on it: but he gave you the idea of being too meek-spirited; as if in any struggle with the world he could never take his own part.

The shop was a double shop, resembling Salmon's at South Crabb in shape and arrangements. The drugs and chemicals were on the left-hand side as you entered; the miscellaneous wares on the other. Horse and cattle medicines were kept with the drugs: and other things too numerous to mention, such as pearl barley, pickles, and fish-sauce. The girl, Margaret Rymer, was serving a woman with a pennyworth of writing-paper when we went in, and a postage-stamp. Tod asked for Mr. Rymer.

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