Lily Green at the Town Hall Hospital, Oxford, item 17
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A scrap of paper
"Only a 'scrap of paper'!
Only a simple word
But a Briton saw that paper
And a Briton read that word.
_________ ,, _________
A bugle note rang shrill and long,
A message sad it bore.
To arms! to arms !it loudly called,
A traitor nears our shore.
_________ ,, _________
A couchant Sion raised his head,
A heard the sound of woe;
He rose and shook his shaggy mane
Then sprang to meet the foe.
_________ ,, _________
Please turn over.
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A scrap of paper
Only a scrap of paper!
Only a simple word
But a Britan saw that paper
And a Britan read that word.
A bugle bote rang shrill and long,
A message sad it love.
So arms! to arms !it loudly called,
A traitor nears our shore.
A couchant ... raised his head,
A heard the sound of woe;
He rose and shook his shaggy mane
Then sprang to meet the foe.
Please turn over.
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A scrap of paper
Only a scrap of paper!
Only a simple word
But a Britan saw that paper
And a Britan read that word.
A bugle bote rang shrill and long,
A message sad it love.
So arms! to arms !it loudly called,
A traitor nears our shore.
A couchant ... raised his head,
A heard the sound of woe;
He rose and shook his shaggy mane
Then sprang to meet the foe.
Please turn over.
-
A scrap of paper
Only a scrap of paper!
Only a simple word
But a Britan saw that paper
And a Britan read that word.
A bugle bote rang shrill and long
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- ID
- 17342 / 182053
- Contributor
- Frances Dunkley
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