Daughters of England! awake and bestir you,
High be your hearts and with fervour aglow,
Ye too are Britons – and England’s the loser
While half of her children their service forego.
Rouse ye, arouse ye, claim boldly your Freedom,
Wives, sisters, mothers of men who are free,
Yours the same blood, the same heritage, history;
Yours the same breeding – the same rights have ye.

Men taunting cry, “Ye are naught to the Empire,
Taking no part in her battles and strife,
We die for our Land,” Yet each mother among you
Bravely faced death to give England a life.
Courage ye have, yes, and wisdom – but use them;
Fearless declare ’gainst injustice and wrong;
Old grows the world, and ah, slow is her progress,
Your aid is needed to help it along.

Rise in your thousands, then, liberty claiming
To vote for the laws you are bound to obey;
Heirs of your fathers, who won the same freedom,
Shall ye be less Liberty loving than they?
Sisters, we hearken, we come to your calling,
True daughters of Freemen we flock to the fight
And swear by our womanhood, dauntless, unfalt’ring
To battle for Freedom, and Justice, and Right.
Yes we swear by Old England, our Mother, unfalt’ring,
To battle for Freedom, and Justice, and Right.