It was not in the open fight <br />We threw away the sword, <br />But in the lonely watching <br />In the darkness by the ford. <br />The waters lapped, the night-wind blew, <br />Full-armed the Fear was born and grew, <br />And we were flying ere we knew <br />From panic in the night.<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-rout-of-the-white-hussars/
