Unflinching hero, watchful to foresee
And face thy country's peril
Directing war and peace with
equal care,
Till by long toil ennobled thou wert
Whom England call'd and bade "Set
my arm free
To obey my will and save my
honour fair," --
What day the foe presumed
on her despair
And she herself had trust in none but

Among Herculean deeds the miracle
That mass'd the labour of ten
years in one
Shall be thy monument. Thy
work was done
Ere we could thank thee; and the
high sea swell
Surgeth unheeding where thy proud
shop fell
By the lone Orkneys, at the
set of sun.

Robert Bridges
June 8, 1916