“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
4 comments:
...are you well? Cause i haven't seen you at any of your usual haunts. :)
I'm fine. The holidays are coming up and it's sometimes a bit hard this time of year to keep up with my usual habits.
...sure thing. I am glad that you are well. :)
Goodnight.
Buenas noches. :)
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