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Men went happily to death But they were not the men Who marched For years Up to the line.
In the rain in the rain in the rai… Does it rain in Spain? Oh yes my dear on the contrary and… The dancers dance in long white pa… It isn’t right to yence your aunts
So now, Losing the three last night, Taking them back today, Dripping and dark the woods . . .
The only man I ever loved Said good bye And went away He was killed in Picardy On a sunny day.
Desire and All the sweet pulsing aches And gentle hurtings That were you, Are gone into the sullen dark.
At the lake shore there was another rowboat drawn up. The two Indians stood waiting. Nick and his father got in the stern of the boat and the Indians shoved it off and one of them ...
Never trust a white man, Never kill a Jew, Never sign a contract, Never rent a pew. Don’t enlist in armies;
There are never any suicides in th… No successful suicides. A Chinese boy kills himself and i… (they continue to place his mail i… A Norwegian boy kills himself and…
Drummed their boots on the camion… Hob—nailed boots on the camion flo… Sergeants stiff, Corporals sore. Lieutenant thought of a Mestre wh…
I’m off’n wild wimmen An Cognac An Sinnin’ For I’m in loOOOOOOOve.
For we have thought the longer tho… And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils’ tune… Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night,
A porcupine skin, Stiff with bad tanning, It must have ended somewhere. Stuffed horned owl Pompous
I like Canadians. They are so unlike Americans. They go home at night. Their cigarettes don’t smell bad. Their hats fit.
Workingmen believed He busted trusts, And put his picture in their windo… 'What he’d have done in France!' They said.