You cankeep thethings of bronze and stoneand give me one man to remember me just once a year.
I did not say anything. I was always embarrassed by the words sacred, glorious and sacrifice and the expression in vain.We had heard them, sometimes standing in the rain almost out of earshot, so that only the shouted words came through, and had read them, on proclamations that were slapped up by billposters over other proclamations, now fora long time, and I had seen nothing sacred, and thethings that were glorious had no gloryand the sacrifices were like the stock-yards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it.
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