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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=402965" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Youth in Arms</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HAPPY boy, happy boy,<br>David the immortal-willed,<br>Youth a thousand thousand times<br>Slain, but not once killed,<br>Swaggering again today <br>In the old contemptuous way;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leaning backward from your thigh<br>Up against the tinselled bar—<br>Dust and ashes! is it you?<br>Laughing, boasting, there you are! <br>First we hardly recognized you<br>In your modern avatar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soldier, rifle, brown khaki—<br>Is your blood as happy so?<br>Where’s your sling or painted shield, <br>Helmet, pike or bow?<br>Well, you’re going to the wars—<br>That is all you need to know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Graybeards plotted. They were sad.<br>Death was in their wrinkled eyes. <br>At their tables—with their maps,<br>Plans and calculations—wise<br>They all seemed; for well they knew<br>How ungrudgingly Youth dies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At their green official baize <br>They debated all the night<br>Plans for your adventurous days<br>Which you followed with delight,<br>Youth in all your wanderings,<br>David of a thousand slings</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Harold+Monro">Harold Monro</a><div class=q>
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David the immortal-willed,
Youth a thousand thousand times
Slain, but not once killed,
Swaggering again today 
In the old contemptuous way;

Leaning backward from your thigh
Up against the tinselled bar—
Dust and ashes! is ..."></div>
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