“What
is the world, O soldiers?
It
is I:
I,
this incessant snow,
This
northern sky;
Soldiers,
this solitude
Through
which we go
Is
I.”
– by Walter de la Mare (1873-1956)
N.B. I am rethinking my opinion of Bonaparte after
reading Barbero’s The Battle and,
naturally, Cornwall’s Sharpe’s Waterloo.
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