Give us Men!
Give us Men!
Men-from every rank,
Fresh and free and frank;
Men of thought and reading,
Men of light and leading,
Men of loyal breeding,
The nation’s welfare speeding;
Men of faith and not of fiction,
Men of lofty aim in action;
Give us Men-I say again,
Give us Men!
Give us Men!
Strong and stalwart ones;
Men whom highest hope inspires,
Men whom purest honor fires,
Men who trample self beneath them,
Men who make their country wreath them
As her noble sons,
Worthy of their sires;
Men who never shame their mothers,
Men who never fail their brothers,
True, however false are others:
Give us Men-I say again,
Give us Men!
Give us Men!
Men who, when the tempest gathers,
Grasp the standard of their fathers
In the thickest fight;
Men who strike for home and altar,
(Let the coward cringe and falter),
God defend the right!
True as truth the lorn and lonely,
Tender, as the brave are only,
Men who treat where saints have trod,
Men for Country, Home- and God:
Give us Men! I say again- again-
Give us Men!
-Josiah Gilbert Holland
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Give Us Men!
Men who, when the shit hits the fan,
Turn their back to those that ran,
Men whom in the face of danger,
know the right way to direct their anger.
Men who look to others first,
And see no one as less or cursed.
Men who will be true to one,
Men who will not turn and run.
Give us Men- I say again,
Give us Men!
Beautiful Poem my friend, I hope you like my addition
A striking note in Hollander’s biography: “His married life was one of unusual happiness” (http://www.2020site.org/poetry/jgh.html)
made me think:
IT’S RAINING MEN!
HALLELUJAH!
IT’S RAINING MEN!
you interpenetrate how you want.
This really reminded of a great poem they used to instill at the Air Force Academy. It’s a sad day when they decided it no longer applied to men and women alike. It’s pretty powerful stuff.
Bring me men to match my mountains,
Bring me men to match my plains;
Men to chart a starry empire,
Men to make celestial claims.
Bring me men to match my prairies,
Men to match my inland seas;
Men to sail beyond my oceans,
Reaching for the galaxies.
These are men to build a nation,
Join the mountains to the sky;
Men of faith and inspiration,
Bring me men, bring me men, bring me men!
Bring me men to match my forests,
Bring me men to match my shore;
Men to guard the mighty ramparts,
Men to stand at freedom’s door.
Bring me men to match my mountains,
Men to match their majesty;
Men to climb beyond their summits,
Searching for their destiny.
These are men to build a nation,
Join the mountains to the sky,
Men of faith and inspiration,
Bring me men, bring me men, bring me men!
Samuel Walter Foss
I’ll drink to that!
I do not think it was the intention, but this entry was really, really, really camp. Like mustaches, Joel Cairo, regional theater camp.
Which is humorous, considering the “throwback” tenor of most articles.
Carry on.
Cool, thanks.