“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
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Crew
SO happy were Columbia’s eight,
As near the goal they drew,
Each struggling hero all elate,
The cock-swain almost crew.
A beautiful display of young British manhood in full flower!
Reassuring, actually.
Good to know they're not all long-haired latte leftists sitting on the ground in a haze of pot smoke making limp-wristed accusatory gestures as Winston Churchill and Margaret Thatcher burning in effigy.
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A beautiful display of young British manhood in full flower!
Reassuring, actually.
Good to know they're not all long-haired latte leftists sitting on the ground in a haze of pot smoke making limp-wristed accusatory gestures as Winston Churchill and Margaret Thatcher burning in effigy.
The Brits can bite me! ;)
Row, row, row your boat
Swiftly down the stream.
Manfully, manfully, manfully, manfully
To fulfill your dream.
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