Rudyard Kipling,
The Years Between
“ Since the sword of Brennus clashed on the scales at Rome, Listen, count and close again, wheeling girth to girth, [20] In the linked and steadfast guard set for peace on earth! Broke to every known mischance, lifted over all By the light sane joy of life, the buckler of the Gaul; Furious in luxury, merciless in toil, Terrible with strength renewed from a tireless soil; Strictest judge of her own worth, gentlest of man's mind, First to face the Truth and last to leave old Truths behind— France, beloved of every soul that loves or serves its kind! ”
