“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
2 comments:
FJ, the things you put here on your blog sometimes, if not most time convince me you are a 'genius' in your thought.
I am happy I know you online!
Nope, I'm far from a genius. I just enjoy eclectic subjects. :)
...and I'm glad to know you, too. We may not always agree on things, but I assure you that your authenticity has earned my respect.
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