Ten Thousand Men A Day

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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All the world was wearying,
All the world was sad;
Everything was shadow-filled;
Things were going bad.
Then a rumour stirred all hearts
As a wind stirs trees--
Ten thousand men a day
Coming over seas!


Soon we saw them marching by--
God! what a sight!--
Shoulders back, and heads erect,
Faces full of light.
Smiling like a morn in May,
Moving like a breeze,
Ten thousand men a day
Coming over seas.


Weary soldiers worn with war
Lifted up their eyes,
Shadows seemed to lift a bit,
Dawn was in the skies.
Hope sprang to troubled hearts,
Strength to tired knees:
Ten thousand men a day
Were coming over seas.


France and England swarmed with them,
Khaki-clad and young,
Filled with all the joy of life--
Into line they swung.
Waning valour rose anew
At the sight of these
Ten thousand men a day
Coming over seas.


Still they come--and still they come
In their strength and pride.
Victory with radiant mien
Marches on beside.
Victory is here to stay,
Every heart agrees,
With ten thousand men a day
Coming over seas.

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