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��IX MEMORIAM
(To Field-Marshal Lord Roberts of Kandahar, died November, 1914)
Rest, though the damorous surge of war
Follow thy peace to the great doors of Death ;
As in thy fearless life, so now, the cannons' roar, The roll of drums, at thy last breath
Proclaim thee Conqueror I
The prophets and the warriors who have passed That way before thy coming, welcome thee ;
The Angel's trumpet sounds a nobler blast. And kings and knights of the old chivalry
Now hail thee at the last.
Th\- days, thy deeds, th>- words of proven gold, Thy son, and last of all, thyself did give
For Country's sake, and now the tale is told Tliy splendid memory shall breathe and live
Till all men's hearts lie cold.
— Edmund John.
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