The old Lie:Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

“And in his eyesThe cold stars lighting, very old and bleak,In different skies.”

“These are men whose minds the Dead have ravished.Memory fingers in their hair o…”

“Through the dense din, I say, we heard him shout"I see your lights!" But ours h…”

“Children are not meant to be studied, but enjoyed. Only by studying to be pleas…”