Time's Laughingstocks and Other Verses by Thomas Hardy
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"But ranged as infantry,
And staring face to face, I shot at him as he at me, And killed him in his place. "I shot him dead because - Because he was my foe, Just so: my foe of course he was; That's clear enough; although "He thought he'd 'list, perhaps, Off-hand like--just as I - Was out of work--had sold his traps - No other reason why. "Yes; quaint and curious war is! You shoot a fellow down You'd treat if met where any bar is, Or help to half-a-crown." 1902. GEOGRAPHICAL KNOWLEDGE (A MEMORY OF CHRISTIANA C-) Where Blackmoor was, the road that led |
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