Helmet was joined to helmet, and spear to spear, and jewels, baggage, and elephants without number went with them, and you would have said it was a host that none could understand.
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Type: Poet Born: 935 Death: 1020 |
“If I gain support, the support doesn't seem to mean anything. It's not like anyone really cares about me.”
“Back in those days intimidation was the greatest tool the drill instructor had. Without that tool, he would not have had control.”