There they stood, ranged along the hillsides, met
To view the last of me, a living frame
For one more picture! In a sheet of flame
I saw them and I knew them all. And yet
Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set,
And blew. ‘Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came.’
– Robert Browning
Are you reading the Dark Tower books? I always think of that, rather than the poem it stems from when someone quotes it any more…Monica