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The Winners A Death-Bed

アーティスト:Leslie Fish  アルバム:Cold Iron 

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What the moral? Who rides may read. When the night is thick and the tracks are blind A friend at a pinch is a friend, indeed, But a fool to wait for the laggard behind. Down to Gehenna or up to the Throne, He travels the fastest who travels alone. White hands cling to the tightened rein, Slipping the spur from the booted heel, Tenderest voices cry "Turn again!" Red lips tarnish the scabbarded steel, High hopes faint on a warm hearth-stone-- He travels the fastest who travels alone. One may fall but he falls by himself-- Falls by himself with himself to blame. One may attain and to him is pelf-- Loot of the city in Gold or Fame. Plunder of earth shall be all his own Who travels the fastest and travels alone. Wherefore the more be ye helped and stayed, Stayed by a friend in the hour of toil, Sing the heretical song I've made-- His be the labour and yours the spoil. Win by his aid and the aid disown-- He travels the fastest who travels alone! ------------------------- "This is the State above the Law. The State exists for the State alone." [This is a gland at the back of the jaw, And an answering lump by the collar-bone.] Some die shouting in gas or fire; Some die silent, by shell and shot. Some die desperate, caught on the wire; Some die suddenly. This will not.


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