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Old Fighting-Men

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All the world over, nursing their scars,
Sit the old fighting-men broke in the wars--
Sit the old fighting-men, surly and grim
Mocking the lilt of the conquerors' hymn.

Dust of the battle o'erwhelmed them and hid.
Fame never found them for aught that they did.
Wounded and spent to the lazar they drew,
Lining the road where the Legions roll through.

Sons of the Laurel who press to your meed,
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P. Mason 13 December 2016

Any who have felt the heat of combat, the fear, the exileration will appreciate this poem. I know I did!

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Incredible well worth the effort and time to read

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