Vii

Have you e’er thought, you people, have you thought How great a thing it is in these great days But to belong to England? The world stays Upon the event. ’Twas English armies caught The onfall of the Cyclone. While they fought, The world forbore to breathe. Stern Fate delays The issue; but that service and its praise While England lives will never be forgot. There was an honour that the ages kept For English arms from immemorial time, While yet the chivalry of nations slept With mastodon and mammoth in the slime. The æons rolled. Fate nodded. England woke. The hour boomed forth. ’Twas England took the stroke.

HESEPE, 1st July