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Sets 4h. 7m.] JANUARY , 1915. ['8th, Mn's last qu. 9:13 p.m.

Bravo!
Kitchener sat in his London den
Silent and grim and grey

THURSDAY 7 [7—358]
Making his plans with an iron pen,
Just in Kitchener's way
And he saw where the cloud a rose dark & dun 
And all that it meant he knew:
"We shall want every man who can shoulder a gun
to carry this thing right through!"

Bravo Kitchener! say what you want.
No one shall say you nay.
And the world shall know, where our bugler blow
We've a man at the heat—today!

Jellicoe rides on the grey North Seas
Watching the enemy's lines,
:: FRIDAY 8 [8—357}
:: Cambridge Lent Term Begins
Where their Lord High Admirals skulk at ease
Inside their hellish mines.
They have drunk too deep to the boasted fight,
They have vowed Too mad a vow!
What do they think - on the watch - tonight?
What toast are the drinking now?

Bravo Jellicoe! Call them again,
And whenever they take the call,
Show them the way, give them their "Day"!
And settle it once for all!

And French is facing the enemy's front
:: SATURDAY 9 [9—356}
:: Fire Insurance expires
Stubbornly day by day,
Taking the odds and bearing the brunt
Just in the Britisher's way.
And he hears the message that makes him glad, 
Ring through the smoke and the flame:
"Fight on Tommy! Stick to them, lad
Jack's at the same old game!"

Bravo, Tommy, stand as you've stood.
And whether you win or fall
Show them you fight as gentlemen should
And die like gentlemen all!

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BC Archives MS-0392    FRANK SWANNELL PAPERS
Box 1     Diary and enclosures, 1915.

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