Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. The Hero<br>(Dr. S. G. Howe)<br><br>"O for a knight like Bayard, <br>Without reproach or fear;<br>My light glove on his casque of steel, <br>My love-knot on his spear!<br><br>"O for the white plume floating<br>Sad Zutphen’s field above, -<br>The lion heart in battle, <br>The woman’s heart in love!<br><br>"O that man once more were manly, <br>Woman’s pride, and not her scorn;<br>That once more the pale young mother<br>Dared to boast ‘a man is born!'<br><br>"But, now life’s slumberous current<br>No sun-bowed cascade wakes;<br>No tall, heroic manhood<br>The level dulness breaks.