Give them great meals of beef and iron and steel, they will eat like wolves and fight like devils.
William Shakespeare, Henry V (c. 1599), Act III, scene 7, line 161.
We do not know this Australian's name and we never will. We do not know his rank or battalion. We do not know where he was born, nor precisely how he died ... We will never know who this Australian was ... he was one of the 45,000 Australians who died on the Western Front ... one of the 60,000 Australians who died on foreign soil. One of the 100,000 Australians who died in wars this century. He is all of them. And he is one of us.paul keating
Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron!Samuel Butler
Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylæ!lord byron
His breast with wounds unnumber'd riven, His back to earth, his face to heaven.lord byron
God's soldier be he! Had I as many sons as I have hairs, I would not wish them to a fairer death: And so his knell is knoll'd.william shakespeare
Each year his mighty armies marched forth in gallant show, Their enemies were targets, their bullets they were tow.pierre-jean de béranger
The king of France with twenty thousand men Went up the hill, and then came down again: The king of Spain with twenty thousand more Climbed the same hill the French had climbed before.
L'infanterie anglaise est la plus redoubtable de l'Europe; heureusement, il n'y en a pas beaucoup.
His helmet now shall make A hive for bees.
So let his name through Europe ring! A man of mean estate, Who died as firm as Sparta's king, Because his soul was great.
He slept an iron sleep, Slain fighting for his country.homer
Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms.thomas hood
But for you, it shall be forever Spring, And only you shall be forever fearless, And only you shall have white, straight, tireless limbs, And only you, where the water lily swims, Shall walk along pathways, thro' the willows Of your West. You who went West, And only you on silvery twilight pillows Shall take your rest In the soft, sweet glooms Of twilight rooms.
But in a large sense we cannot dedicate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract.Abraham Lincoln
Judge not that ye be not judged; we carried the torch to the goal. The goal is won: guard the fire: it is yours: but remember our soul Breathes through the life that we saved, when our lives went out in the night: Your body is woven of ours: see that the torch is alight.
Yet what can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier?walter scott
A soldier is an anachronism of which we must get rid.George Bernard Shaw
Old soldiers never die; They fade away!
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried.charles wolfe
No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.charles wolfe