Unflinching hero, watchful to foresee <br />And face thy country's peril wheresoe'er, <br />Directing war and peace with equal care, <br />Till by long toil ennobled thou wert he <br />Whom England call'd and bade "Set my arm free <br />To obey my will and save my honour fair," -- <br />What day the foe presumed on her despair <br />And she herself had trust in none but thee: <br /> <br />Among Herculean deeds the miracle <br />That mass'd the labour of ten years in one <br />Shall be thy monument. Thy work was done <br />Ere we could thank thee; and the high sea swell <br />Surgeth unheeding where thy proud ship fell <br />By the lone Orkneys, at the set of sun.<br /><br />Robert Seymour Bridges<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lord-kitchner/
