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• “Victory!”
• So once more the cry must be:
• Heartfelt Duteous mourning we fulfil
• In God's Name: but by God's will,
• Doubt not, the last word is still
• “Victory!”

• For indeed,
• If our eyes were opened,
• Who shall say what escort floats
• 10Here, which breath nor gleam denotes, —
• Fiery horses, chariots
• Fire-footed?

• Funeral,
• In the ir music round this pall,
• Solemn grief yields earth to earth;
• But what strains tones of solemn mirth
• In that the pageant of new birth
• Rise and fall?

• Cherubim,
• 20Lift ye not even now your hymn?
• Lo! once lent for human luck,
• Michael's sword is rendered back—
• Thrills not now the zodiac starry track,
• Seraphim?

• Gabriel,
• Since the Gifts of Thine “All hail!”
• Out of Heaven s no time hath brought
• Gift with fuller blessing fraught
• Than the peace which this man wrought
• 30Passing well.

• Trumpeter.
• He E'en thy music doth call he may not hear;
• Long-known voice, for ever past,
• Till with one more trumpet-blast,
• God's Hassuring word at last
• Reach his ear.

• Multitude,
• Hold your breath, in reverent mood:
• For, when earth's whole kindred stand
• 40 Dumb Mute even thus on either hand,
• This soul's labour shall be scann'd
• And found good.

• Let Be no word
• Raised of bloodshed Christ-abhorr'd:
• Say: 'Twas thus in His decrees
• Who Himself, the Prince of Peace,
• For In His harvest's could ripe increase
• Sent a sword.

• Veterans,
• 50He by whom the neck of France
• Then was given unto your heel,
• Timely sought, may lend as well
• To your sons his terrible
• Countenance.

• Waterloo!
• As the last grave must renew,
• Ere fresh death, th the the banshee-strain,
• So methinks upon thy plain
• Falls some presage in the rain,
• 60In the dew

• And O thou,
• Watching still, with angry brow,
• Unappeased, o'er death's dumb flood:—
• Lo! The saving strength of God
• In some new heart's English blood
• Slumbers now.

• Emperor,
• Was it Is this thou toilest all this work was for?—
• Thus to see thy self-sought aim,
• 70Yea thy titles, yea thy name,
• In another's shame, to shame
• Yielded Bandied o'er?

• Wellington,
• Thy great work is but begun.
• With quick seed his end is rife
• Whose long tale of conquering strife
• Shows no triumph like his life
• Lost & won.

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