THE KING: "When I was at the front today I heard the cannon far away. The wounded all seemed very gay When I was at the front today." The General: "I dropped my glass a while ago And, 'pon my word, I hardly know How goes the battle down below A half a dozen miles or so." A Private: "They run! You say they run! For King and Fatherland we've won. —Yes, hold me so! Is that the sun So red—red?—I'm done!" |