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1

Well here's to the Maine, and I'm sorry for Spain,
Said Kelly and Burke and Shea.

J. I. C. Clarke—The Fighting Race.

2

We made war to the end—to the very end of the end.

Clemenceau—Message to American People. Sept., 1918.

3

What voice did on my spirit fall,
Peschiera, when thy bridge I crossed?
"'Tis better to have fought and lost,
Than never to have fought at all."

Arthur H. Clough—Peschiera.

(See also Tennyson under Love)

4

War in fact is becoming contemptible, and ought to be put down by the great nations of Europe, just as we put down a vulgar mob.

Mortimer Collins—Thoughts in my Garden. II. 243.

5

The flames of Moscow were the aurora of the liberty of the world.

Benj. Constant—Esprit de Conquête. Preface. (1813)

6

Hence jarring sectaries may learn
Their real interest to discern;
That brother should not war with brother,
And worry and devour each other.

Cowper—The Nightingale and Glow-Worm.

7

But war's a game, which, were their subjects Wise,
Kings would not play at.

Cowper—Task. Bk. V. L. 187.

8

General Taylor never surrenders.

Thos. L. Crittenden—Reply to Gen. Santa Anna. Buena Vista. Feb. 22, 1847.

9

We give up the fort when there's not a man left to defend it.

General Croghan. At Fort Stevenson. (1812)

10

From fear in every guise,
From sloth, from love of pelf,
By war's great sacrifice
The world redeems itself.

J. Davidson—War Song.

11

Qui fugiebat, rusus præliabitur.

The man who flies shall fight again.

 Demosthenes, on his flight at the battle of Chæronea, B.C. 338. Credited to him by Tertullian—De Fuga in Persecitione. Sec. X. See Cardinal Newman—Church of The Fathers. P. 215. Same expression in Ælianus. 1. 3. 4. 5. Aulus Gellius. Bk. XVII. 21. 32. Nepos—Thrasbulus. Ch. II. Justinus. 9. 6.

(See also Butler)

12

Di qui non si passa.

By here they shall not pass.

General Diaz Words inscribed on the Altar of Liberty temporarily erected at Madison Square, N.Y., on the authority of Il Progresso Italiano.

13

Non si passa, passereme noi.

 The words ascribed to General Diaz by the Italians at the battle of the Piave and Monta Grappa, June, 1918. These words are inscribed on the medals struck off for the heroes of this battle.

(See also Bates, Pétain)

14

What argufies pride and ambition?
Soon or late death will take us in tow:
Each bullet has got its commission,
And when our time's come we must go.

Charles Dibdin—The Benevolent Tar.

(See also Gascoigne)

15

A feat of chivalry, fiery with consummate courage, and bright with flashing vigor.

Benj. Disraeli Of the Charge of the Light Brigade. In the House of Commons, Dec. 15, 1855.

16

Carry his body hence!
Kings must have slaves:
Kings climb to eminence
Over men's graves:
So this man's eye is dim;
Throw the earth over him!

Henry Austin Dobson—Before Sedan.

17

They now to fight are gone;
Armor on armor shone:
Drum now to drum did groan,
To hear was wonder;
That with the cries they make,
The very earth did shake;
Trumpet to trumpet spake,
Thunder to thunder.
Drayton—Ballad ofAgincourt. St. 8.
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Honour but an empty bubble.

Dryden—Alexander's Feast. L. 99.

19

All delays are dangerous in war.

Dryden—Tyrannic Love. Act I. Sc. 1.

20

When 'tis an aven thing in th' prayin', may th' best man win ... an' th' best man will win.

Finley Peter Dunne—Mr. Dooley in Peace and War. On Prayers for Victory.

21

'Tis startin' a polis foorce to prevint war. . . . How'll they be ar-rmed? What a foolish question. They'll be ar-rmed with love, if coorse. .Who'll pay thim? That's a financyal detail that can be arranged later on. What'll happen if wan iv th' rough-necks reaches f'r a gun? Don't bother me with thrifles.

Finley Peter Dunne—On Making a Will. Mr. Dooley's version of W. J. Bryan's Speech. (1920)

22

There is no discharge in that war.

Ecclesiastes. VIII. 8.

23

By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April's breeze unfurl'd;
Here once the embattl'd farmers stood,
And fired the shot heard round the world.

Emerson—Hymn sung at the completion of the Concord Monument.