A lady watches from the crowd,
Enthusiastic, flushed, and proud.
“Oh! there’s Sir Henry Dudster! Such a splendid leader!”
How pleased he looks! What rows of ribbons on his tunic!
Such dignity…. Saluting…. (Wave your flag… now, Freda!)…
Yes, dear, I saw a Prussian General once,—at Munich.
“Here’s the next carriage!… Jack was once in Leggit’s Corps;
That’s him!… I think the stout one is Sir Godfrey Stoomer.
They must feel sad to know they can’t win any more
Great victories!… Aren’t they glorious men?… so full of humour!”