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"Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, We should have sat us down to wet Right many a nipperkin! "But ranged as infantry, And staring face to face, I shot at him as he at me, And killed him in his place. "I shot him dead because- Because he was my foe, Just so: my foe of course he was; That's clear enough: although "He thought he'd list, perhaps, Off-hand-like-just as I- Was out of work-had sold his traps- No other reason why. "Yes; quaint and curious war is! You shoot a fellow down You'd treat if met where any bar is, Or help to half-a-crown."
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
The Man He Killed By Tomas Hardy
"Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, We should have sat us down to wet Right many a nipperkin! "But ranged as infantry, And staring face to face, I shot at him as he at me, And killed him in his place. "I shot him dead because- Because he was my foe, Just so: my foe of course he was; That's clear enough: although "He thought he'd list, perhaps, Off-hand-like-just as I- Was out of work-had sold his traps- No other reason why. "Yes; quaint and curious war is! You shoot a fellow down You'd treat if met where any bar is, Or help to half-a-crown."
For all those who serve their country
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
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