A Country's Greatness Lies In Its Undying

My Husband Is Exceedingly Busy. For Some Time The Talk Of His Going Had Been Slack, But Just Now Again There Seems To Be A Move To Get Him Sent To The Front!

Nay, Do Not Grieve Tho' Life Be Full Of Sadness, Dawn Will Not Veil Her Spleandor For Your Grief, Nor Spring Deny Their Bright, Appointed Beauty To Lotus Blossom And Ashoka Leaf. Nay, Do Not Pine, Tho' Life Be Dark With Trouble, Time Will Not Pause Or Tarry On His Way; To-day That Seems So Long, So Strange, So Bitter, Will Soon Be Some Forgotten Yesterday. Nay, Do Not Weep; New Hopes, New Dreams, New Faces, The Unspent Joy Of All The Unborn Years, Will Prove Your Heart A Traitor To Its Sorrow, And Make Your Eyes Unfaithful To Their Tears.

When There Is Oppression, The Only Self-respecting Thing Is To Rise And Say This Shall Cease Today, Because My Right Is Justice. If You Are Stronger, You Have To Help The Weaker Boy Or Girl Both In Play And In The Work.

Shall Hope Prevail Where Clamorous Hate Is Rife, Shall Sweet Love Prosper Or High Dreams Have Place Amid The Tumult Of Reverberant Strife 'twixt Ancient Creeds, 'twixt Race And Ancient Race, That Mars The Grave, Glad Purposes Of Life, Leaving No Refuge Save Thy Succoring Face?

A Country's Greatness Lies In Its Undying Ideals Of Love And Sacrifice That Inspire The Mothers Of The Race.