26### Youth matched the hour How shall we thank you— marked the track you young people of death and battle, of Britain fed the guns, who matched her darkest hour made cups of tea with your willingness ? amid crash and disaster . . . You young men How shall we thank you ? who rode the sky, Our debt drove the enemy to these gallant through desert and jungle, Young generations held to your course is great. through the infested seas, Let us reward them and at home with Youth's fought blaze greatest gift— and explosion.