Robert Louis Stevenson

Prelude

BY sunny market—place and street
Wherever I go my drum I beat,
And wherever I go in my coat of red
The ribbons flutter about my head.
 
I seek recruits for wars to come —
For slaughterless wars I beat the drum,
And the shilling I give to each new ally
Is hope to live and courage to die.
 
I know that new recruits shall come
Wherever I beat the sounding drum,
Till the roar of the march by country and town
Shall shake the tottering Dagons down.
 
For I was objectless as they
And loitering idly day by day;
But whenever I heard the recruiters come,
I left my all to follow the drum.
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