OF two Field-marshals there is one
Who never heard an angry gun:
The other, hearing it, cries “What
Would the mad Menschikoff be at?
Get ready, some of you, and see
Why all this bustle there should be
Among the brushwood. Ha! by Jove!
They come; I see their caps above.”
O History! be thou impartial,
And duly honor each Field-marshal.