Quote#Children
But youth’s fair form, though fallen, is ever fair
Quote byThomas Campbell · 1777–1844
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Translations, Martial Elegy (from Tyrtaeus, frag. 10).
English (original)
But youth’s fair form, though fallen, is ever fair, And beautiful in death the boy appears, The hero boy, that dies in blooming years: In man’s regret he lives, and woman’s tears; More sacred than in life, and lovelier far, For having perished in the front of war.
— Thomas Campbell
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To is to conquer our fate.
The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry!