“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
6 comments:
Ah, the transmogrifier.
...an early prototype for the internet.
At least they didn't build an Interocitor.
...as far as we know. ;)
Happy Easter, FJ. :)
Thanks!
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