<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361244" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Men in Green</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, there were fifteen men in green,<br>Each with a tommy-gun,<br>Who leapt into my plane at dawn;<br>We rose to meet the sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We set our course towards the east<br>And climbed into the day<br>Till the ribbed jungle underneath<br>Like a giant fossil lay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We climbed towards the distant range,<br>Where two white paws of cloud<br>Clutched at the shoulders of the pass;<br>The green men laughed aloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They did not fear the ape-like cloud<br>That climbed the mountain crest<br>And hung from ropes invisible<br>With lightning in its breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They did not fear the summer's sun<br>In whose hot centre lie<br>A hundred hissing cannon shells<br>For the unwatchful eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when on Dobadura's field<br>We landed, each man raised<br>His thumb towards the open sky;<br>But to their right I gazed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For fifteen men in jungle green<br>Rose from the kunai grass<br>And came towards the plane. My men<br>In silence watched them pass;<br>It seemed they looked upon themselves<br>In Times's prophetic glass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, there were some leaned on a stick<br>And some on stretchers lay,<br>But few walked on their own two feet<br>In the early green of day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(They did not heed the ape-like cloud<br>That climbed the mountain crest;<br>They did not fear the summer sun<br>With bullets for their breast.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their eyes were bright, their looks were dull;<br>Their skin had turned to clay.<br>Nature had meet them in the night<br>And stalked them in the day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I think still of men in green<br>On the Soputa track,<br>With fifteen spitting tommy-guns<br>To keep the jungle back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Campbell">David Campbell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361244" data-title="Men in Green de David Campbell" data-description="Oh, there were fifteen men in green, Each with a tommy-gun, Who leapt into my plane at dawn; We rose to meet the sun. We set our course towards the east And climbed into the day Till the ribbed jungle underneath Like a giant fossil lay. We climb..."></div> </div> </div>

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