“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:
Bored you out? :-(
I needed to reset my frame for a while.
and get some sleep (refresh)
Ohhh... take your time then.
It's not wise to borrow it from Morpheus. ;-p
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