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“When the warrior returns, from the battle afar,To the home and the country he nobly defended,O! warm be the welcome to gladden his ear,And loud be the joy that his perils are ended:In the full tide of song let his fame roll along,To the feast-flowing board let us gratefully throng,Where, mixed with the olive, the laurel shall wave,And form a bright wreath for the brows of the brave.”

Country Home Form Joy Song Return Battle Fame Ears Brave Wave Warm Welcome Warrior Loud Boards Tides Peril Brows Afar Olives Laurels Wreaths

Book:Poems of the late Francis S. Key, esq

Source: Poems of the late Francis S. Key, esq

“While there may not be spiritual oppression involved in your battle [against lust], there'll always be opposition. The enemy is constantly near your ear. He doesn't want you to win this fight, and he knows the lies that so often break a man's confidence and his will to win. Expect to hear lies and plenty of them. satan's lie: 'You're the only one dealing with this problem. If anyone ever finds out, you'll be the laughingstock of the church!' The truth: Most men deal with this problem, so no one will laugh.”

Ifs Knows Men Want May Problem Spiritual Lying Fighting Winning Church Deals Enemy Break Laughing Involved Battle Ears Lust Oppression Plenty Satan Opposition Will To Win

Author:Steve Arterburn

“Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.”

Ifs May Hands Political Politics Cry Arms Battle Ears Surprise Welcome Reach Out Umpires Receptive Battle Cry

Author:Che Guevara

“The Sound of battle fell upon my ear & heart all day yesterday - even after dark the cannon's insatiate roar continued.”

Heart War Sound Dark Battle Ears Yesterday Civil War Cannons

Book:Wartime Washington: the Civil War letters of Elizabeth Blair Lee

Source: Wartime Washington: the Civil War letters of Elizabeth Blair Lee

“I feel like half the battle is not giving up and staying positive. If you don't have anyone in your corner or anyone in your ear, being positive helps you believe that you can get through it.”

Ifs Giving Feels Believe Helping Half Battle Giving Up Ears Corners Staying Not Giving Up Being Positive Stay Positive

Author:LaMarcus Aldridge

“From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire, and through their play flames Each battle sees the other's umbered face. Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.”

Giving War Play Faces Night Sound Answers Secret Watches Fire Battle Ears Army Notes Busy Preparation Flames Fixed Dull Camps Womb Hammers Closing Knights Foul Tents Piercings Sentinels

Author:William Shakespeare

“I'm fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in.”

“The phrase "It's absolutely the same with me, I..." seems to be an approving echo, a way of continuing the other's thought, but that is an illusion: in reality it is a brute revolt against a brutal violence, an effort to free our own ear from bondage and to occupy the enemy's ear by force. Because all of man's life among his kind is nothing other than a battle to seize the ear of others.”

Men Way Kind Reality Seems Force Effort Enemy Violence Battle Illusion Ears Phrases Brutal Continuing Echoes Bondage Brutes Revolt Approving

Author:Milan Kundera

“He's probably their battle poet, too." "You mean he makes up heroic songs about famous battles?" "No, no. He recites poems that frighten the enemy....When a well-trained gonnagle starts to recite, the enemy's ears explode.”

Wells Mean Song Enemy Poet Battle Ears Heroic

Author:Terry Pratchett

“Think you a little din can daunt mine ears? Have I not in my time heard lions roar? Have I not heard the sea, puffed up with winds, Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat? Have I not heard great ordinance in the field, And Heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? Have I not in a pitched battle heard Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang? And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, That gives not half so great a blow to hear As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire? Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs. Grumio: For he fears none.”

Source: The Taming of the Shrew