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    Hello, Boys!
    Hello, Boys!
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    Hello, Boys!

    By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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    Release dateNov 27, 2013
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      Hello, Boys! - Ella Wheeler Wilcox

      Hello, Boys!, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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      Title: Hello, Boys!

      Author: Ella Wheeler Wilcox

      Release Date: October, 2004 [EBook #6666]

      [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule]

      [This file was first posted on January 10, 2003]

      Edition: 10

      Language: English

      Transcribed from the 1919 Gay and Hancock edition by David Price, email ccx074@coventry.ac.uk

      HELLO, BOYS!

      Contents:

         Forward

         Thanksgiving

         The Brave Highland Laddies

         Men of the Sea

         Ode to the British Fleet

         The German Fleet

         Deep unto deep was calling

         The Song of the Allies

         Ten thousand men a day

         America will not turn back

         War

         The Hour

         The Message

         Flowers of France

         Our Atlas

         Camp Followers

         Come Back Clean

         Camouflage

         The Awakening

         The Khaki Boys who were not at the Front

         Time’s Hymn of Hate

         Dear Motherland of France

         The Spirit of Great Joan

         Speak

         The Girl of the U.S.A.

         Passing the Buck

         Song of the Aviator

         The Stevedores

         A Song of Home

         The Swan of Dijon

         Veils

         In France I saw a Hill

         American Boys, Hello!

         De Rochambeau

         After

         The Blasphemy of Guns

         The Crimes of Peace

         It May Be

         Then and Now

         Widows

         Conversation

         I, too

         He that hath ears

         Answers

         How is it?

         ‘Let us give thanks’

         The Black Sheep

         One by one

         Prayer

         Be not Dismayed

         Ascension

         The Deadliest Sin

         The Rainbow of Promise

         They shall not win

      Forward

      The greater part of these verses dealing with the war were written in France during my recent seven months’ sojourn there, and for the purpose of using in entertainments given in camps and hospitals to thousands of American soldiers.

      They were the result of coming into close contact with the soldiers’ mind and heart, and were intentionally expressed in the simplest manner, without any consideration of methods approved by modern critics.  The fact that I have been asked to autograph scores of copies of many of these verses (and one of them to the extent of 350 copies) is more gratifying to me than would be the highest encomiums of the purely literary critic.

      Ella Wheeler Wilcox

      London,

      October 1918.

      THANKSGIVING

      Thanksgiving for the strong armed day,

      That lifted war’s red curse,

      When Peace, that lordly little word,

      Was uttered in a voice that stirred -

      Yea, shook the Universe.

      Thanksgiving for the Mighty Hour

      That brimmed the Victor’s cup,

      When England signalled to the foe,

      ‘The German flag must be brought low

      And not again hauled up!’

      Thanksgiving for the sea and air

      Free from the Devil’s might!

      Thanksgiving that the human race

      Can lift once more a rev’rent face,

      And say, ‘God helps the Right.’

      Thanksgiving for our men who came

      In Heaven-protected ships,

      The waning tide of hope to swell,

      With ‘Lusitania’ and ‘Cavell’

      As watchwords on their lips.

      Thanksgiving that our splendid dead,

      All radiant with youth,

      Dwell near to us - there is no death.

      Thanksgiving for the broad new faith

      That helps us know this truth.

      THE BRAVE HIGHLAND LADDIES

      I had seen our splendid soldiers in their khaki uniforms,

         And their leaders with a Sam Brown belt;

      I had seen the fighting Britons and Colonials in swarms,

         I had seen the blue-clad Frenchmen, and I felt

      That the mighty martial show

      Had no new sight to bestow,

         Till I walked on Piccadilly, and my word!

      By the bonnie Highland laddies

      In their kilts and their plaidies,

         To a wholly new sensation I was stirred.

      They were like some old-time picture, or a scene from out a play,

         They were stalwart, they were young, and debonnair;

      Their jaunty little caps they wore in such a fetching way,

         And they showed their handsome legs, and didn’t care -

      And they seemed to own the town

      As they strode on up and down -

         Oh, they surely were a sight for tired eyes!

      Those braw, bonnie laddies

      In their kilts and their plaidies,

         And I stared at them with pleasure and surprise.

      I had

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