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