THE MANLY MANThe world has room for the manly man with the spirit of manly cheer
The world delights in the man who smiles while his eyes hold back the tear;
It loves the man, who when things are wrong, can take his place and stand
With his face to the fight and his eyes to the light, and toil with a willing hand
The manly man is the country's need and the moments need, forsooth,
With a heart that beats to the pulsing troop of the Lillied leagues of truth
The world is his and it waits for him, and it leaps to hear the ring
Of the blow he strikes and the wheels he turns and the hammers he dares to swing
It likes the forward look on his face, the poise of his noble head
And the onward lunge of his tireless will and the sweep of his dauntless tread
Hurray for the manly man who comes, with sunlight on his face
And the strength to do and the will to dare and the courage to find his place
The world delights in the manly man, and the weak and evil flee
When the manly man goes forth to hold his own on land or sea.
