Classic Poem

" AND his pure soul unto his Master, Christ,
Beneath whose banners he had fought so well."
O happy knight! O happy times that tell
Of simple faith that simple hearts sufficed,
And noble courage bred and honour pure
Shining so bright across the dusky years
To eyes bedimmed, alas! by selfish tears
And yearning hearts that cannot quite be sure.

Awake! thou dreamer; for thy life is here ;
Inconstant Time is changed, and changed art thou;
No trumpet sounds the onset loud and clear;
No crested helmet shines above thy brow;
Upon thy breast no cross is thine to wear;
But look within thy heart — the cross is there.