Welcome to my Scout World

Who will remember, passing through this Gate,

The unheroic Dead who fed the Guns?

Who shall absolve the foulness of their fate, .



Those doomed, conscripted, unvictorious ones?

Crudeley renewed, the Salient holds its own,

Paid are its dim defenders by this pomp;

Paid, with a pile of peace-complacent stone,

The armies who endured that sullen swamp.



Here was the world's worst wound. And her with pride

"Their name liveth for evermore" the… Continue

I was standing in my Scout uniform one day

when a young lad came up to say,

"I can tell by your your clothes that you are a Scout.

Would you tell me what that's all about."



"Young man", I said, "do you see that sky

and the shapes of the clouds passing by?

Can you see an Indian stalking a bear

or a fox sneaking up on a snowshoe hare?



Do you see in those clouds an old, old man

who looks like he needs a helping hand?

How 'bout a boat,… Continue

I met a traveler from an antique land

Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

An on the pedestal these words appear:

"My name is Ozymandias, king of… Continue

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.



I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call call and a clear call thay may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung… Continue

If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs, and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, dont deal in lies,

Or being hated don't give way to hating, and yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise.



If you can dream ... and not make dreams your master, If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim.

If you… Continue