Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511159" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Young British Soldier</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East<br>'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,<br>An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased<br> Ere 'e's fit for to serve as a soldier.<br> Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,<br> Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,<br> Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,<br> So-oldier ~OF~ the Queen!<br> <br>Now all you recruities what's drafted to-day,<br>You shut up your rag-box an' 'ark to my lay,<br>An' I'll sing you a soldier as far as I may:<br> A soldier what's fit for a soldier.<br> Fit, fit, fit for a soldier . . .<br> <br>First mind you steer clear o' the grog-sellers' huts,<br>For they sell you Fixed Bay'nets that rots out your guts --<br>Ay, drink that 'ud eat the live steel from your butts --<br> An' it's bad for the young British soldier.<br> Bad, bad, bad for the soldier . . .<br> <br>When the cholera comes -- as it will past a doubt --<br>Keep out of the wet and don't go on the shout,<br>For the sickness gets in as the liquor dies out,<br> An' it crumples the young British soldier.<br> Crum-, crum-, crumples the soldier . . .<br> <br>But the worst o' your foes is the sun over'ead:<br>You ~must~ wear your 'elmet for all that is said:<br>If 'e finds you uncovered 'e'll knock you down dead,<br> An' you'll die like a fool of a soldier.<br> Fool, fool, fool of a soldier . . .<br> <br>If you're cast for fatigue by a sergeant unkind,<br>Don't grouse like a woman nor crack on nor blind;<br>Be handy and civil, and then you will find<br> That it's beer for the young British soldier.<br> Beer, beer, beer for the soldier . . .<br> <br>Now, if you must marry, take care she is old --<br>A troop-sergeant's widow's the nicest I'm told,<br>For beauty won't help if your rations is cold,<br> Nor love ain't enough for a soldier.<br> 'Nough, 'nough, 'nough for a soldier . . .<br> <br>If the wife should go wrong with a comrade, be loath<br>To shoot when you catch 'em -- you'll swing, on my oath! --<br>Make 'im take 'er and keep 'er: that's Hell for them both,<br> An' you're shut o' the curse of a soldier.<br> Curse, curse, curse of a soldier . . .<br> <br>When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck,<br>Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck,<br>Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck<br> And march to your front like a soldier.<br> Front, front, front like a soldier . . .<br> <br>When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch,<br>Don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch;<br>She's human as you are -- you treat her as sich,<br> An' she'll fight for the young British soldier.<br> Fight, fight, fight for the soldier . . .<br> <br>When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,<br>The guns o' the enemy wheel into line,<br>Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,<br> For noise never startles the soldier.<br> Start-, start-, startles the soldier . . .<br> <br>If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,<br>Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:<br>So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,<br> And wait for supports like a soldier.<br> Wait, wait, wait like a soldier . . .<br> <br>When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,<br>And the women come out to cut up what remains,<br>Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains<br> An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.<br> Go, go, go like a soldier,<br> Go, go, go like a soldier,<br> Go, go, go like a soldier,<br> So-oldier ~of~ the Queen!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</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=511159" data-title="The Young British Soldier de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East
'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,
An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased
 Ere 'e's fit for to serve as a soldier.
 Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,
 Serve, serve, serve as a s..."></div>
</div>
</div>