177. ARMY ANAGRAMS
Here is an excellent little exercise for patient or quick-witted solvers:—
I’m free to-day, the old sire said,
O no cell now have I to dread;
For this one happy day to me
Are glen and hill and forest free.
I, if I will, can ride, or fish,
A pit can enter, if I wish,
In search of chalk or sand.
In peace alone I now can dine,
And sing to Anna’s lute at nine,
Nor fear a reprimand.
Each word or group of words in italics forms, when the letters are shuffled and recast as an anagram, a military title. Can you decipher them?