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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Kelly Of The Legion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Kelly was no fighter;<br>He loved his pipe and glass;<br>An easygoing blighter,<br>Who lived in Montparnasse.<br>But 'mid the tavern tattle<br>He heard some guinney say:<br>&quot;When France goes forth to battle,<br>The Legion leads the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> &quot;The scourings of creation,<br> Of every sin and station,<br> The men who've known damnation,<br> Are picked to lead the way.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, Kelly joined the Legion;<br>They marched him day and night;<br>They rushed him to the region<br>Where largest loomed the fight.<br>&quot;Behold your mighty mission,<br>Your destiny,&quot; said they;<br>&quot;By glorious tradition<br>The Legion leads the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> &quot;With tattered banners flying<br> With trail of dead and dying,<br> On! On! All hell defying,<br> The Legion sweeps the way.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With grim, hard-bitten faces,<br>With jests of savage mirth,<br>They swept into their places,<br>The men of iron worth;<br>Their blooded steel was flashing;<br>They swung to face the fray;<br>Then rushing, roaring, crashing,<br>The Legion cleared the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The trail they blazed was gory;<br> Few lived to tell the story;<br> Through death they plunged to glory;<br> But, oh, they cleared the way!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Kelly lay a-dying,<br>And dimly saw advance,<br>With split new banners flying,<br>The fantassins of France.<br>Then up amid the melee<br>He rose from where he lay;<br>&quot;Come on, me boys,&quot; says Kelly,<br>&quot;The Layjun lades the way!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Aye, while they faltered, doubting<br> (Such flames of doom were spouting),<br> He caught them, thrilled them, shouting:<br> &quot;The Layjun lades the way!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They saw him slip and stumble,<br>Then stagger on once more;<br>They marked him trip and tumble,<br>A mass of grime and gore;<br>They watched him blindly crawling<br>Amid hell's own affray,<br>And calling, calling, calling:<br>&quot;The Layjun lades the way!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And even while they wondered,<br> The battle-wrack was sundered;<br> To Victory they thundered,<br> But . . . Kelly led the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still Kelly kept agoing;<br>Berserker-like he ran;<br>His eyes with fury glowing,<br>A lion of a man;<br>His rifle madly swinging,<br>His soul athirst to slay,<br>His slogan ringing, ringing,<br>&quot;The Layjun lades the way!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Till in a pit death-baited,<br> Where Huns with Maxims waited,<br> He plunged . . . and there, blood-sated,<br> To death he stabbed his way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Kelly was a fellow<br>Who simply loathed a fight:<br>He loved a tavern mellow,<br>Grog hot and pipe alight;<br>I'm sure the Show appalled him,<br>And yet without dismay,<br>When Death and Duty called him,<br>He up and led the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> So in Valhalla drinking<br> (If heroes meek and shrinking<br> Are suffered there), I'm thinking<br> 'Tis Kelly leads the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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He loved his pipe and glass;
An easygoing blighter,
Who lived in Montparnasse.
But 'mid the tavern tattle
He heard some guinney say:
&quot;When France goes forth to battle,
The Legion leads the way.

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