Classic Poem

" He leapt to arms unbidden,
Unneeded, over-bold;
His face by earth is hidden,
His heart in earth is cold.

" Curse on the reckless daring
That could not wait the call,
The proud fantastic bearing
That would be first to fall! "

O tears of human passion,
Blur not the image' true;
This was not folly's fashion,
This was the man we knew.