| George Herbert Clarke, ed. (1873–1953). A Treasury of War Poetry. 1917. |
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| 133. Lord Kitchener |
| | | By Robert Bridges |
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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 duty ennobled thou wert he | |
| Whom England call’d and bade “Set my arm free | 5 |
| 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: | |
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| Among Herculean deeds the miracle | |
| That mass’d the labour of ten years in one | 10 |
| Shall be thy monument. Thy work was 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.
June 8, 1916 | |
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