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Published in 1913; one wonders how many of the boys who played wargames perished in the civilisational catastrophe which was the Great War.
by zeveb 9y ago
Published in 1913; one wonders how many of the boys who played wargames perished in the civilisational catastrophe which was the Great War.
- walshemj 9y agoWW2 more likely given the time scale Keith Douglass Sums it up well I think The noble horse with courage in his eye, clean in the bone, looks up at a shellburst: away fly the images of the shires but he puts the pipe back in his mouth. Peter was unfortunately killed by an 88; it took his leg away, he died in the ambulance. I saw him crawling on the sand, he said It's most unfair, they've shot my foot off. How can I live among this gentle obsolescent breed of heroes, and not weep? Unicorns, almost, for they are fading into two legends in which their stupidity and chivalry are celebrated. Each, fool and hero, will be an immortal. These plains were their cricket pitch and in the mountains the tremendous drop fences brought down some of the runners. Here then under the stones and earth they dispose themselves, I think with their famous unconcern. It is not gunfire I hear, but a hunting horn.