* Who shall aid and protect us when the blood-streaked dawn we meet? Will England, the hated of nations, whose existence depends on her fleet? Who, because of the deer-parks and game-runs where her wheat-fields and pastures should be, Must bring food for her herded thousands and shepherd it over the sea?
Wasted Ways
Wasted Ways
Wasted Ways
* Who shall aid and protect us when the blood-streaked dawn we meet? Will England, the hated of nations, whose existence depends on her fleet? Who, because of the deer-parks and game-runs where her wheat-fields and pastures should be, Must bring food for her herded thousands and shepherd it over the sea?