Hello, I'm researching poems in newspapers in Sligo, Ireland 1912-1923 and found one entitled "Be British" by Fidelis in Sept 1912 re the Titanic. These newspapers include poems written by locals but also poems taken from other sources, newspapers etc, often not mentioning the source. I suspect this is one of the latter but I've googled but can't find any reference to the poem online. Anyone know anything about it? Five verses only.
I.
Proudly the great ship night and day
Swept on, with a conqueror’s pride,
Fearing nought that could check her way,
Unheeding of wind or tide.
But, slow and cold, from the ice-bound shores
Moves the berg, in its silent might,
Till its sword strikes through to the good ship core,
In the calm of the April night.
III.
“Be British!” the call with its mystic spell,
Thrills the hearts so brave and true;
To honour the name they love so well,
How much would they dare and do!
Now, ’tis theirs to die—in that dear name—
And His—Who died to save,
The helpless and weak. They own the claim,
And yield Him the life He gave.
I.
Proudly the great ship night and day
Swept on, with a conqueror’s pride,
Fearing nought that could check her way,
Unheeding of wind or tide.
But, slow and cold, from the ice-bound shores
Moves the berg, in its silent might,
Till its sword strikes through to the good ship core,
In the calm of the April night.
III.
“Be British!” the call with its mystic spell,
Thrills the hearts so brave and true;
To honour the name they love so well,
How much would they dare and do!
Now, ’tis theirs to die—in that dear name—
And His—Who died to save,
The helpless and weak. They own the claim,
And yield Him the life He gave.