27 FEBRUARY 1915, Page 16

POETRY.

I. B. B.

(Qt./Amos HIGHLANDERS).

("Pea ici most cur Is champ d'honneur.") Tam guerdon, in the days of chivalry, France gave the soldier whom she held so dear, Still should his name be called, and still "Not here: Dead on the field of honour" should reply Be made, that so the dead should never die, But still the name of one no longer near, Like music on the march, should thrill the ear, And point a way to immortality.

Death crowned with honour, Ivan, it is true: Only "Not here" was never truth of one So still, so wonderful, so brave a part Of noble memories, so beloved as you.

How could the Mother fail to keep her son, Though fallen, always safe within her heart P ETON.