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52561	Hornung, E. W. (Ernest William)	The Young Guard			.txt	text/plain	6397	666	99	But like the time the game is out of joint-And earth is Heaven, night is Day, One from the boy, still safe, still sound! And the Game to play if he'd tread the way "Left school--joined the Line--are you With ruddy young Ginger--some boy! And left her to play the game. "A man in a world of men"! about Old Man Wren When each one looks like a pig Only, that way lies Ermyntrude, A way of saving his face: Not look on his like again. Or Big Stuff burst like a bonfire, or bullets But I felt like a man in a prison van where the All day they whistled like a lash In, in they came, three nights and days, All night and all day long; His face was like a Yet--the big thing you're doing I should like to Ages ago (as to-day they are reckoned)	./cache/52561.txt	./txt/52561.txt