Here you will find the Poem War Heel! of poet William Henry Ogilvie
Thrusters are steadying; hounds at a loss, Checked at the stile leading into the lane, Feel for it forward and feather across, Keen to recover their quarry again. Horsemen sit silently watching the pack; Nothing is heard but the clinking of steel, Then a low whimper-one hound running back- `'War' heel, there! 'War' heel!' Life's but a heart-stirring hunt at the best. Checked by old memories, bid them begone! Fling to the front with a laugh and a jest, All that you seek for is for'ard and on ! Never look backward and never repine, Keep with the pack as they scatter and wheel, Turn from the years that have trampled the line! 'War' heel, there! 'War' heel!'