Lest We Forget...
Peace is better than war, because in peace
the sons bury their fathers, but in war
the fathers bury their sons.
Croesus to Cambyses - Bacon, Apothegems
The terrible rumble, grumble and roar
Telling the battle was on once more ---
And Sheridan twenty miles away!
Thomas Buchanan Read - Sheridan's Ride
War should be undertaken in such a way as to
show that its only object is peace.
(Bellum autem ita suscipiatur, ut nihil aliud
nisl pax quaesita videatur.)
Cicero, De Officiis
It was great pity, so it was,
That villanous saltpetre should be digg'd
Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,
Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd
So cowardly.
Shakespeare, I Henry IV
The drums of war, the drums of peace,
Roll through our cities without cease,
And all the iron halls of life
Ring with the unremitting strife.
R.L. Stevenson, The Woodman
It is a general rule of reason, That every man
ought to endeavour Peace, as far as he had hope
of obtaining it; and when he cannot obtain it, that
he may seek and use all helps and advantages of War.
Thomas Hobbes, Leviathan
Few, few shall part where many meet!
The snow shall be their winding-sheet
And every turf beneath their feet
Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Thomas Campbell, Hohenlinden
Weave no more silks, ye Lyons looms,
To deck our girls for gay delights!
The crimson flower of battle blooms,
And solemn marches fill the nights.
Julia Ward Howe, Our Orders
Wut's words to them whose faith an' truth
On War's red techstone rang true metal,
Who ventered life a' love an' youth
For the gret prize o' death in battle?
J.R. Lowell, Biglow Papers
Beware, I am here. (Cave, adsum.)
Wilhelm II of Germany (then Prince Wilhelm)
is said to have written this on a photograph
which he presented to Bismarck in 1884.
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Lord Byron, The Destruction of Sennacherib
I hate that drum's discordant sound
Parading round and round and round:
To me it talks of ravaged plains,
And burning towns, and ruined swains,
And mangled limbs, and dying groans,
And widows' tears, and orphans' moans;
And all that misery's hand bestows
To fill the catalogue of human woes.
John Scott, Ode on Hearing the Drum
We check manslaughter and isolated murders;
but what of war and the much-vaunted crime of
slaughtering whole peoples? ... Deeds which
would be punished by loss of life when
comitted in secret, are praised by us because
uniformed generals have carried them out.
Seneca, Epistulae ad Lucilium
In the arts of life man invents nothing; but
in the arts of death he outdoes Nature herself,
and produces by chemistry and machinery
all the slaughter of plague, pestilence, and famine.
G.Bernard Shaw, Man and Superman
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