The House is crammed : tier beyond tier they grin And cackle at the Show, while prancing ranks Of harlots shrill the chorus, drunk with din, ' We're sure the Kaiser loves the dear old Tanks ! ' " I'd like to see a Tank come down the stalls, Lurching to... The Atlantic Monthly - 739 psl.1918Visos knygos peržiūra
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...and the false sentiment at home is the supreme expression of poetry : The house is crammed; tier upon tier they grin And cackle at the show, while prancing...ranks Of harlots shrill the chorus, drunk with din 'They're sure the Kaiser loves the dear old tanks!' I'd like to see a tank come down the stalls Lurching...