SUMMING IT UP
We must be free or die, who speak the tongue
That Shakespeare spake: the faith and morals hold
Which Milton held
Wordsworth’s “It is not to be thought of.”
Drink! to our fathers who begot us men,
To the dead voices that are never dumb;
Then to the land of all our loves, and then
To the long parting, and the age to come.
Henry Newbolt’s “Sacramentum Supremum”
Now we have our nose in the right direction, but it’s stiff work and slow, and a case of dog eat dog, the meat being tough on either side: Sergt. Surr, East Lancashires
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