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ClemenceauHis frown brought terror to his foes ( Read more... )

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The OutlawsThrough learned and laborious years ( Read more... )

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Old Soldier We wander now who marched before ( Read more... )

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The ReturnLast night, within our little town ( Read more... )

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A Monument for the SoldiersA monument for the Soldiers ( Read more... )

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The Conscientious ObjectorThe gates clanged and they walked you into jail ( Read more... )

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A Dead Statesman

I could not dig; I dared not rob;
Therefore I lied to please the mob.
Now all my lies are proved untrue
And I must face the men I slew.
What tale shall serve me here among
Mine angry and defrauded young?

by Rudyard Kipling

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Hallow-E'en, 1914"Why do you wait at your door, woman ( Read more... )

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The Guard On The Rhine

A cry roars out like re-echoing thunder
like rattling of swords, like foaming waves
onward to the Rhine, to the Rhine, the German Rhine
Who wants to be guardian of the stream?

Dear Fatherland, you may be assured;
the guard on the Rhine remains steadfast and loyal
the guard on the Rhine!Through hundred ( Read more... )

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Strange MeetingIt seemed that out of battle I escaped ( Read more... )