By lex, on May 30th, 2011
Ramirez, lifted from Theo, via soltow. It may be possible to have one without the other, but we haven’t seemed to find they way yet.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.