Whose voice was heard at Eastern council boards;
And with the ardour of a youthful heart,
He urged his claim: “His Lordship knew him well,
The soldier’s spirit He felt; for He was strong;—
The influence of wind, or sun, or rain,
Could never sap His sinews: were it his
To draw a sword in yonder golden land,
He promised them no niggard of himself,
No slothful wearer of a scarlet coat,
Most terrible to women.”