Excerpt from The Young Guard

Consecration

Children we deemed you all the days
We vexed you with our care:
But in a Universe ablaze,
What was your childish share?
To rush upon the flames of Hell,
To quench them with your blood!
To be of England's flower that fell
Ere yet it brake the bud!

And we who wither where we grew,
And never shed but tears,
As children now would follow you
Through the remaining years,
Tread in the steps we thought to guide,
As firmly as you trod,
And keep the name you glorified
Clean before man and God.

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