When I was young and bold and strong, Oh, right was right, and wrong was wrong!... My plume on high, my flag unfurled, I rode away to right the world. "Come out, you dogs, and fight!" said I, And wept there was but once to die. But I am old; and good and bad Are woven in a crazy plaid. I sit and say, "The world is so; And he is wise who lets it go. A battle lost, a battle won- The difference is small, my son." Inertia rides and riddles me; The which is called Philosophy. - The Veteran by Dorothy Parker
Posted on: Thu, 12 Sep 2013 04:07:58 +0000
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