Gordon Of Khartoum Poem by George Meredith
Gordon Of Khartoum
Rating: ★2.9
Of men he would have raised to light he fell:
In soul he conquered with those nerveless hands.
His country's pride and her abasement knell
The Man of England circled by the sands.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: pride
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