Richard Aldington
Born
in Portsmouth, The United Kingdom
July 08, 1892
Died
July 27, 1962
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Death of a Hero
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1929
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Poems of the Great War 1914-1918
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5 editions
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published
1998
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All Men Are Enemies
19 editions
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published
1933
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Seven Against Reeves
9 editions
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published
1938
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A Dream in the Luxembourg
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14 editions
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published
1930
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The Viking Book of Poetry of the English-Speaking World Volumes I and II
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published
1958
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Lawrence of Arabia
21 editions
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published
1955
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Some Imagist Poets, 1916 An Annual Anthology
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D. H. Lawrence: Portrait of a Genius, But...
17 editions
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published
1961
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The Complete Poems of Richard Aldington
3 editions
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1948
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“Adventure is allowing the unexpected to happen to you. Exploration is experiencing what you have not experienced before. How can there be any adventure, any exploration, if you let somebody else - above all, a travel bureau - arrange everything before-hand?”
― Death of a Hero
― Death of a Hero
“We pass and leave you lying. No need for rhetoric, for funeral music, for melancholy bugle-calls. No need for tears now, no need for regret.
We took our risk with you; you died and we live. We take your noble gift, salute for the last time those lines of pitiable crosses, those solitary mounds, those unknown graves, and turn to live our lives out as we may.
Which of us were fortunate--who can tell? For you there is silence and cold twilight drooping in awful desolation over those motionless lands. For us sunlight and the sound of women's voices, song and hope and laughter, despair, gaiety, love--life.
Lost terrible silent comrades, we, who might have died, salute you.”
― Roads to Glory
We took our risk with you; you died and we live. We take your noble gift, salute for the last time those lines of pitiable crosses, those solitary mounds, those unknown graves, and turn to live our lives out as we may.
Which of us were fortunate--who can tell? For you there is silence and cold twilight drooping in awful desolation over those motionless lands. For us sunlight and the sound of women's voices, song and hope and laughter, despair, gaiety, love--life.
Lost terrible silent comrades, we, who might have died, salute you.”
― Roads to Glory
“All nations teach their children to be "patriotic", and abuse the other nations for fostering nationalism." ("Sacrifice Post")”
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