(In Memory of Captain E. H. Brittain, M.C.) Only the thought of a merry smile, The wistful dreaming of sad brown eyes— A brave young warrior, face aglow With the light of a lofty enterprise. Only the hope of a gallant heart, The steady strife for a deathless crown, In Memory’s treasures, radiant now With the gleam of a goal beyond renown. Only the tale of a dream fulfilled, A strenuous day and a well-fought fight, A fearless leader who laughed at Death, And the fitting end of a gentle knight. Only a Cross on a mountain side, The close of a journey short and rough, A sword laid down and a stainless shield— No more—and yet, is it not enough?