TO THE GIRLS OF THE UNIONS.

Girls, we love you, and love

Asks you to give again

That which draws it above,

Beautiful, without stain.

Give us weariless faith

In our Cause pure, passionate,

Dearer than life and death,

Dear as the love that's it!

Give to the man who turns

Traitrous hands or forlorn

Back from the plough that burns,

Give him pitiless scorn!

Let him know that no wife

Would bear him a fearless child

To hate and loathe the life

Of a leprous father defiled.

Girls, we love you, and love

Asks you to give again

That which draws it above,

Beautiful, without stain!