And the Generals when they saw it
Crowed with joy and beamed with pleasure—
“What a place for open warfare,
What a place for raids!” they chirruped,
Safely perched upon the hill-tops.
Tiadatha sat and pondered,
Pondered long upon the hillside,
Heaved a sigh of satisfaction
When he thought that he was sitting
Well in view of all the Bulgars,