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Rh Let every man who swings an axe, Or follows at the plough, Abandon farm and homestead, And grasp a rifle now! We'll trust the God of Battles, Although our force be small; Arouse ye, brave Canadians, And answer to my call!

Let mothers, though with breaking hearts, Give up their gallant sons; Let maidens bid their lovers go, And wives their dearer ones! Then rally to the frontier, And form a living wall; Arouse ye, brave Canadians, And answer to my call!