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Слушать(AI)A Soldier
I am a man of war and might,
And know thus much, that I can fight,
Whether I am in the wrong or right,
Devoutly.
No woman under heaven I fear,
New oaths I can exactly swear,
And forty healths my brain will
Most stoutly.
I cannot speak, but I can
As much as any of our crew,
And, if you doubt it, some of you May prove me.
I dare be bold thus much to say,
If that my bullets do but play,
You would be hurt so night and day,
Yet love me.
John Suckling
Sir John Suckling (10 February 1609 – after May 1641) was an English poet, prominent among those renowned for careless gaiety and wit – the acco
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