I am one with my fleet-foot forebear, skin-clad, with his flint-head spear; I am one with the savage tribesman, with his bow-string taut to his ear; I am one with them in their courage; one with them in their fear: As I lie out here, with dead men near In this Listening-Post with my gun They and I are One!
I am one with the ancient Roman, pressing on in his grim phalanx; I am one with the Spartan, the Trojan, and the Grecian's steel-clad ranks; They with their Horse, Heaven-sent, and I with my earth-born "tanks"; Illustration by Joseph Lee from 'Work-a-day Warriors' by Joseph Lee, published in 1917
"TANK" IN ACTION
As I move to attack, with my kit on my back, And my bombs and my steel-tipped gun, They and I are One!
I am one with the cohorts of Cæsar; with the hosts of Hannibal; With the legions of all the leaders to the last "Petit Caporal"; One with the millions of nameless dead, who have fallen as soldiers fall: As I crawl through the breach in the battered wall, Or charge at the run with my gun, They and I are One!