DEEDS OF MEN
[Greek text which cannot be reproduced]. To Colonel Ian Hamilton.
To you, who know the face of war, You, that for England wander far,
You that have seen the Ghazis fly From English lads not sworn to die, You
that have lain where, deadly chill, The mist crept o\'er the Shameful Hill,
You that have conquered, mile by mile, The currents of unfriendly Nile,
And cheered the march, and eased the strain When Politics made valour
vain, Ian, to you, from banks of Ken, We send our lays of Englishmen!
[Greek text which cannot be reproduced]. To Colonel Ian Hamilton.
To you, who know the face of war, You, that for England wander far,
You that have seen the Ghazis fly From English lads not sworn to die, You
that have lain where, deadly chill, The mist crept o\'er the Shameful Hill,
You that have conquered, mile by mile, The currents of unfriendly Nile,
And cheered the march, and eased the strain When Politics made valour
vain, Ian, to you, from banks of Ken, We send our lays of Englishmen!