_July 1912_
Because her heart is all too proud
--_Canada! Canada! fair young Canada_--
To breathe the might of her love aloud,
Be quick, O Motherland!
Because her soul is wholly free
--_Canada kneels, thy daughter, Canada_--
England, look in her eyes and see,
Honour and understand.
Because her pride at thy masthead shines,
--_Canada! Canada!_--queenly Canada
Bows with all her breathing pines,
All her fragrant firs.
Because our isle is little and old
--_Canada! Canada!_--young-eyed Canada
Gives thee, Mother, her hands to hold,
And makes thy glory hers.
Because thy Fleet is hers for aye,
--_Canada! Canada!_--clear-souled Canada,
Ere the war-cloud roll this way,
Bids the world beware.
Her heart, her soul, her sword are thine
--_Thine the guns, the guns of Canada!_--
The ships are foaming into line,
And Canada will be there.