Those Who, Like The Beasts, Have No

Heart, You Were Never Hot Nor Large, Nor Full Like Hearts Made Great With Shot

If I Have To Be A Soldier I Must Be A Good One, Anything Else Is Unthinkable

The Old Happiness Is Unreturning. Boy's Griefs Are Not So Grievous As Youth's Yearning. Boys Have No Sadness Sadder Than Our Hope.

Do You Know What Would Hold Me Together On A Battlefield? The Sense That I Was Perpetuating The Language In Which Keats And The Rest Of Them Wrote!

I Dreamed Kind Jesus Fouled The Big-gun Gears; And Caused A Permanent Stoppage In All Bolts; And Buckled With A Smile Mausers And Colts; And Rusted Every Bayonet With His Tears.