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.
I thought upon one pair of English legs Did march three Frenchmen.william shakespeare
Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defense: Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand.john dryden
Prostrate on earth the bleeding warrior lies, And Isr'el's beauty on the mountains dies. How are the mighty fallen! Hush'd be my sorrow, gently fall my tears, Lest my sad tale should reach the alien's ears: Bid Fame be dumb, and tremble to proclaim In heathen Gath, or Ascalon, our shame Lest proud Philistia, lest our haughty foe, With impious scorn insult our solemn woe.william somervile
Oh, a strange hand writes for our dear son O, stricken mother's soul! All swims before her eyes flashes with black she catches the main words only; Sentences broken gun-shot wound in the breast, cavalry skirmish, taken to hospital; At present low, but will soon be better.walt whitman