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It has a strange, quick jar upon the ear, Upon your person, twelve yards off or so.
— Duels
It has a strange, quick jar upon the ear, Upon your person, twelve yards off or so.
Some fiery fop, with new commission vain,Provokes a broil, and stabs you for a jest.
My knowledge of pain, learned with the sabre, taught me not to be afraid. And just as in dueling when you must concentrate on your enemy's cheek, so, too, in war. You cannot waste time on feinting and sidestepping. You must decide on your target and go in.
