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Three hundred cannon threw up their emetic,
  And thirty thousand muskets flung their pills
    Like hail, to make a bloody diuretic;
      Mortality! thou hast thy monthly bills!
        Thy plagues, thy famines, thy physicians, yet tick,
          Like the death-watch, within our ears the ills,
            Past, present, and to come; but all may yield
              To the true portrait of one battle-field.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

Thus, as the stream and ocean greet,
  With waves that madden as they meet--
    Thus join the bands whom mutual wrong,
      And fate and fury drive along.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

War's a brain-spattering, windpipe-slitting art,
  Unless her cause by right be sanctified.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

What boots the oft-repeated tale of strife,
  The feast of vultures, and the waste of life?
    The varying fortune of each separate field,
      The fierce that vanquish, and the faint that yield?
        The smoking ruin and the crumbled wall?
          In this the struggle was the same with all.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

When all is past, it is humbling to tread o'er the weltering field of the tombless dead.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

With common men
  There needs too oft the show of war to keep
    The substance of sweet peace, and for a king,
      'Tis sometimes better to be fear'd than lov'd.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

War, war is still the cry, "War even to the knife!"
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
        Childe Harold (canto I, st. 86)

And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed,
  The mustering squadron, and the clattering car,
    Went pouring forward with impetuous speed,
      And swiftly forming in the ranks of war;
        And the deep thunder peal on peal, afar
          And near; the beat of the alarming drum
            Roused up the soldier ere the morning star;
              While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb,
                Or whispering with white lips--"The foe! they come! they come!"
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
        Childe Harold (canto III, st. 25)

Battle's magnificently stern array!
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
        Childe Harold (canto III, st. 28)

Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green,
  That host with their banners at sunset were seen;
    Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown,
      That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown!
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
        Destruction of Sennacherib

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
  And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
        Destruction of Sennacherib

Hand to hand, and foot to foot:
  Nothing there, save death, was mute;
    Stroke, and thrust, and flash, and cry
      For quarter or for victory,
        Mingle there with the volleying thunder.
      - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
        Siege of Corinth (st. 24)

I came, I saw, I conquered.
  [Lat., Veni, vidi, vici.]
      - Julius Caesar (Gaius Julius Caesar),
        in Plutarch "Life of Casear", said after the defeat of Pharnaces at Zela in 47 BC; in Suetonius "Julius Caesar", words were not Caesar's but displayed before his title

In war events of importance are the result of trivial causes.
  [Lat., In bello parvis momentis magni casus intercedunt.]
      - Julius Caesar (Gaius Julius Caesar),
        De Bello Gallico (I, 24)

The ultimate reason of kings. [War.]
  [Sp., Ultima razon de reges.]
      - Pedro Calderon de la Barca

The Germans do not want a war; all they want are the rewards of victory.
      - Jules Cambon

The guard dies but does not surrender.
  [Fr., La Garde meurt, mais ne se rend pas.]
      - attributed to Lieut.-Gen. Pierre Jacques E. baron de Cambronne,
        but denied by him and more probably should be ascribed to Rougemont, a correspondent of the "Independant"

The combat deepens. On, ye brave,
  Who rush to glory, or the grave!
    Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave,
      And charge with all thy chivalry.
      - Thomas Campbell, Hohenlinden

War will never yield but to the principles of universal justice and love, and these have no sure root but in the religion of Jesus Christ.
      - William Ellery Channing, Lecture on War
         (sec. II)

The gospel has but a forced alliance with war. Its doctrine of human brotherhood would ring strangely between the opposed ranks. The bellowing speech of cartoon and the baptism of blood mock its liturgies and sacraments. Its gentle beatitudes would hardly serve as mottoes for defiant banners, nor its list of graces as names for ships-of-the-line.
      - Edwin Hubbell Chapin

O Chryste, it is a grief for me to telle,
  How manie a noble erle and valrous knyghte
    In fyghtynge for Kynge Harrold noblie fell,
      Al sleyne on Hastyng's field in bloudie fyghte.
      - Thomas Chatterton, Battle of Hastings

War settles nothing . . . to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one!
      - Agatha Christie, An Autobiography (pt. 10)

You may have to fight when there is no hope of victory, because it is better to perish than to live as slaves.
      - Sir Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill (3)

Conscience avaunt, Richard's himself again:
  Hark! the shrill trumpet sounds, to horse, away,
    My soul's in arms, and eager for the fray.
      - Colley Cibber,
        Tragedy of King Richard the Third
         (V, iii),
        lines from Cibber's version of Shakespeare's Richard III, not found in original

Wars, therefore, are to be undertaken for this end, that we may live in peace, without being injured; but when we obtain the victory, we must preserve those enemies who behaved without cruelty or inhumanity during the war.
      - Cicero (Marcus Tullius Cicero) (often called "Tully" for short)

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