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To Lord Kitchener
(1902).
Doer of deeds, word-sparer, whose firm will
Warped not with waiting though the time was long,
In those dark hours, when weaker hearts stood still,
Thine own beat steadfast, and we knew thee strong;
Warped not with waiting though the time was long,
In those dark hours, when weaker hearts stood still,
Thine own beat steadfast, and we knew thee strong;
But few divined how generous and how wise,
Till Peace revealed thee for all eyes to scan,
And through the Warrior's seeming-cold disguise
Out-flashed in magnanimity the Man.
Till Peace revealed thee for all eyes to scan,
And through the Warrior's seeming-cold disguise
Out-flashed in magnanimity the Man.
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