Speranza
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
I brought him to be my pride and joy
who dares to put a rifle on his shoulder
to shoot another mother's darling boy
cited by Evelyn Waugh, "A little learning"
"When, route-marching, we were exhorted to sing, we IGNORED the ballads sanctified by the infantry of the Great War, and loped along out of step droning the American ditty.
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