“Carry On”

They spoke it bravely, grimly, in their darkest hours of doubt;

They spoke it when their hope was low and when their strength gave out;

We heard it from the dying in those troubled days now gone,

And they breathed it as their slogan for the living: “Carry on!”

Now the days of strife are over, and the skies are fair again,

But those two brave words of courage on our lips should still remain;

In the trials which beset us and the cares we look upon,

To our dead we should be faithful — we have still to “carry on!”

“Carry on!” through storm and danger, “carry on” through dark despair,

“Carry on” through hurt and failure, “carry on” through grief and care;

‘ Twas the slogan they bequeathed us as they fell beside the way,

And for them and for our children, let us “carry on!” to-day.