(An equestrian statue of the poet is to be erected in St. Kilda Road, Melbourne)
'Two things stand like stone,' he said
Courage and Kindness.' Gallant Dead!
Long may the stone of his statue stand
That his fame may endure in his foster-land,
And never a careless world forget
That in this man Courage and Kindness met !
Many a rider in bronze and stone
Looks down on the street from his carven throne.
Clumsy and awkward and ill at ease
With a plunging charger between his knees ;
But Lindsay Gordon ! By bar and bit
He shall sit in his saddle as horsemen sit !
Those that are slaves to the magic spell
Of the racing hoofs that he loved so well ;
Those that have tried to live straight and clean
' For the glory of God and for Gwendoline ! '
Shall greet him again as they pass below,
' A good man gone where we all must go.
