 | Poems of "Frank Forester" (Henry William Herbert) |  |
[III. Arthur the great is gone, who saved the land]
Arthur the great is gone, who saved the landFrom conquest; who drove back the shivering clash
Of steel, that scared our shores, and let it dash
Their eyes and hearts who first took up the brand.
Arthur the great is gone, who saved the throne,
And him who sat on it, when treason's cry
Tumultuous appalled the British sky,
And England shook from Tweed to London stone.
Arthur, who gave us equal law, is gone,
Who gave us equal conscience, equal bread,—
Arthur, whom people, peers, and queen bemoan.
Yet not gone all, though gone, is he who led
Our men. His counsel lives, for whom we groan,
To guide the land he saved, though he be dead.
| Poems of "Frank Forester" (Henry William Herbert) | |