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It Is Not Possible To Fight Beyond Your Strength, Even If You Strive.

It Is Not Unseemly For A Man To Die Fighting In Defense Of His Country.

You, Why Are You So Afraid Of War And Slaughter? Even If All The Rest Of Us Drop And Die Around You, Grappling For The Ships, You’d Run No Risk Of Death: You Lack The Heart To Last It Out In Combat—coward!

When I Was Seventeen I Drank Some Very Good Beer I Drank Some Very Good Beer I Purchased With A Fake Id My Name Was Brian Mcgee I Stayed Up Listening To Queen When I Was Seventeen

Thou Wilt Lament Hereafter, When The Evil Shall Be Done And Shall Admit No Cure.