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the Rager half opened an eye To wink at the Army passing by, While his hot breath, thick with the taint of beer, Came forth from his lips in a drunken jeer. Brown and bearded and long of limb He lay, as the Army confronted him And, clad in grey, one and all did pray That his deadly sins might be washed away— But Kelly stubbornly answered ‘Nay.’ Then the captain left him in mild despair, But before the music took up its blare A pale-faced lassie stepped out and spoke— A little sad girl in a sad grey cloak— ‘Rise up, Kelly! your work’s to do: Kelly, the Saviour’s a-calling you!’ He strove to look wise; rubbed at his eyes; Looked down at the ground, looked up at the skies; And something that p’r’aps was his conscience stirred: He seemed perplexed as again he heard The girl with the garments of saddest hue Say, ‘Kelly, the Saviour’s a-calling you!’