One has a back that makes him groan, pull faces, and walk doubled over — Drummer Hodge

"Here lies one, heavily wounded; there lies one, quite dead; another lies open-mouthed, moaning with thirst."

"Were it to happen that you should die, they will sing in praise of you; they will pick flowers on the hills to plant round your still dust."

"Red morrow! Red morrow! It promises me surely an early death when the war trumpets blow, the battle will maim me cruelly, me and many a comrade. So soon! So soon! My life will be brought to its end – only yesterday mounted on horseback; presently fallen on the battlefield; by to-morrow in the cool grave."

"The troops and the volunteers storm onwards like lions; they have won; cheers upon cheers; its one great hold of triumph."

"For three months Ive been wasting my time in a hotel. The food and pudding and champagne are all very well, but just think of the chances Im missing in the Golden City!"

"The South Pole blows and shapes a wintry blast from which the migrant bird flees in haste and terror. His cold breath hurtles round every corner, seeking out all thats green to taunt it with death, until all is in mourning."