Ballads of Peace in War

<h2> LINDEN LANE </h2> <p>HOLY CROSS: MAY, 1917<br/> <br/> (For Major Joseph W. O'Connor, '03)<br/></p> <p>Birds are merry and the buds<br/> Come along with May:<br/> Lonely is the linden land<br/> For lads that went today.<br/> <br/> What calls the May of song<br/> But the fair young spring?<br/> Heard our boys another tune<br/> Sterner voices sing.<br/> <br/> Bugles blew by land and sea,<br/> And the tocsin drum;<br/> See, brave hearts go down the hill,<br/> Shouting, "Hail, we come."<br/> <br/> From the towers that show the Cross,<br/> Staunch the Flag waved out,<br/> And the royal Purple shook<br/> Joyous with the shout.<br/> <br/> Heigh-ho! And a lusty cheer,<br/> Down the linden lane:<br/> The pine grove looked but cannot tell<br/> If they'll come home again.<br/> <br/> Few may take the homeward road<br/> When the war is done:<br/> Where they fall or when they come,<br/> Hail, to the cause they won.<br/> <br/> Till the buds and the merry birds<br/> Come another May,<br/> Cross and Flag aloft shall bless<br/> Brave lads who went today.<br/></p> <p><SPAN name="link2H_4_0015" id="link2H_4_0015"></SPAN></p> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />