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ST. GEORGE'S DAY
Who under those all-shattering skiesPlays out his captain's partWith the last darkness in his eyesAnd Domum in his heart?
Let be, let be! in yonder lineAll names are burned away.Land of his love! the fame be thine,It is St. George's Day.
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