Those tales from Camp, where man and brute
Alike endured the sternest test
That ever crushed our brave, our best.
Disraeli looks on Palmerston,
And Palmerston on Mr. D.,
And in debates that last till one
They taunt each other skilfully;
But there be questions far too grave
To edge a mere debater’s glaive.
Ten thousand men of fearless brow,