19 APRIL 1945, Page 9

THE PRESIDENT

As a wise father, by his own fireside, Talks to his trusting children, so to you He spoke of homely precepts, and the few Great simple duties, and a Nation's pride.

How our eyes kindled, how our hearts were stirred, In hall and cottage, factory and camp, Or by the sea-swung galley's flickering lamp By his great spirit speaking God's own word!

With you, like watchers o'er the distant foam, We scan the last track of his voyage home.

Breasting the silence, golden and profound, Beyond the clash and counter-clash of tides, His weathered bark into Fair Haven glides.

Hark! From the shore the far-off trumpets sound!

H. C. A. G.