| George Herbert Clarke, ed. (1873–1953). A Treasury of War Poetry. 1917. |
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| 3. To the United States of America |
| | | By Robert Bridges |
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| BROTHERS in blood! They who this wrong began | |
| To wreck our commonwealth, will rue the day | |
| When first they challenged freemen to the fray, | |
| And with the Briton dared the American. | |
| Now are we pledged to win the Rights of man; | 5 |
| Labour and Justice now shall have their way, | |
| And in a League of Peace—God grant we may— | |
| Transform the earth, not patch up the old plan. | |
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| Sure is our hope since he who led your nation | |
| Spake for mankind, and ye arose in awe | 10 |
| Of that high call to work the world’s salvation; | |
| Clearing your minds of all estranging blindness | |
| In the vision of Beauty and the Spirit’s law, | |
Freedom and Honour and sweet Lovingkindness.
April 30, 1917 | |
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