“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:
Interesting.
Yes this started out as a post... and kinda died. I ran out of steam. :(
I am having that problem on and off too. It is called 'writer's block.' It really does happen.
So five years, two months, and two weeks of a Monday to Friday 40 hour work week.
Conversely, we're expert egomaniacal assholes by age three.
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