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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.
Edward Augustus Blount, Jr., "A Crew Poem"

3 comments:

FreeThinke said...

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.

Thersites said...

The Brits can bite me! ;)

FreeThinke said...

Row, row, row your boat
Swiftly down the stream.
Manfully, manfully, manfully, manfully
To fulfill your dream.