There are many other standard songs and poems which could be dealt with in similar salutary fashion, but I am content to leave the task to others, and will content myself with the following original lines, which, whatever may be said of their form, have, at any rate, the root of the matter in them:—
"The men who made our Empire great
Have long ago received their meed;
Then why the tale reiterate?
Self-criticism now we need.
Then, O my brethren, lest you stumble
Look carefully before you leap;
Be modest, moderate and 'umble—
Like the immortal Mr. Heep."
Once more and in conclusion:—