130 RADNOR REMINISCENCES 



Seeks a friend, and seems to say: 

 "Whither now, and where away?'* 

 Seeks a friend and seems to ask: 

 "Where the goal, and what the task?'* 



Wave the green flag! Let them go! — 

 Only horses? Yes, I know; 

 But my heart goes down the line 

 With them, and their grief is mine! — 

 There goes honour, there goes faith, 

 Down the way of dale and death. 

 Hidden in the cloud that clings 

 To the battle- wrath of kings! 



There goes timid child-like trust 

 To the burden and the dust! 

 High-born courage, princely grace 

 To the peril it must face! 

 There go stoutness, strength and speed 

 To be spent where none shall heed, 

 And great hearts to face their fate 

 In the clash of human hate! 



Wave the flag, and let them go! 

 Hats off to that wistful row 

 Of lean heads of brown and bay 

 Black and chestnut, roan and grey! 

 Here's good luck in lands afar — 

 Snow-white streak, and blaze, and star! 

 May you find in those far lands 

 Kindly hearts and horsemen's hands I 



