“Live dangerously.” No braver mandate yet,
Nietzsche, nor charged with finer lightning ran
Around the world. And true it is the man
Who hath no menace in him, nor hath met
A threatening Universe with counter-threat
Is caitiff still. In those who lead the van
The Headlong is the guide to each new plan,
While lances leap, spears break, the ground is wet.
One prayer I prayed: “Lord, if Thou hast discerned
Within me ought of manliness, enroll
Thy servant with the fighters, who have earned
Their manhood’s charter where the thunders roll
Over the field, that so I may have learned
To taste this Element, and know my soul.”
Hesepe, 6th June