Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, August 8, 1917 by Various
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I don't think.--W. * * * * * "The noise of the moment scoffs at the music of the Eternal."--R.T. All the same I could do with some more big guns.--W. * * * * * "The Spring with its leaves and flowers has come into my body."--R.T. I dislike all Spring offensives.--W. * * * * * "Let me not look for allies on life's battlefield, but to my own strength."--R.T. I wonder where Austria would have been by now if she had taken this attitude.--W. * * * * * "Wayside grass, love the star, then your dreams will come out in flowers."--R.T. That reminds me that I must write and thank TINO for his letter |
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