‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
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I admire the virtues of a good soldier, but I am proud to be the opposite of a soldier.
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A nation who doesn’t honor its soldiers is in trouble.
A nation whose highest ideal is the soldier is in trouble.