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Wayfaring Stranger
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Fleet Admiral
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HHHHMMM, kilts, hagis, and bagpipes...
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Born to Run Silent
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Bring on the red haired lasses, conquer away!
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Lucky Jack
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Now that's more like it!
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Silent Hunter
![]() Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Swansea
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WALES! TO ARMS BOYO!
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Wayfaring Stranger
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Can't you see their spear points gleaming See their warrior pennants streaming To this battlefield Men of Harlech stand ye steady It cannot be ever said ye For the battle were not ready Welshmen never yield From the hills rebounding Let these war cries sounding Summon all at Cambria's call The mighty force surrounding Men of Harlech on to glory This will ever be your story Keep these burning words before ye Welshmen will not yield
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Lucky Jack
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Jones-593: Oh, I think he wants to be a hero, Seven-one-six. Schiess: Haven't you rednecks got names instead of numbers? Jones-593: This is a Welsh regiment, man - though there are some foreigners from England in it, mind. I am Jones from Builth Cywyd. He is Jones from Builth Wells. There are four more Joneses in C Company. Confusing, isn't it, Dutchy? What's your name, then? Schiess: It's Schiess - and I'm not Dutch! I'm Swiss. Jones-716: Well, there's a silly man, by damn. He's got himself into a private war! Schiess: I belong to Natal Mounted Police. Jones-593: (sharp intake of breath) That true, then? He's a Peeler, Seven-one-six, come to arrest the Zulus. Schiess: What do you know about Zulus? Jones-716: Bunch of savages, isn't it? Schiess: All right, how far can you rednecks march in a day? Jones-716: Oh, fifteen, twenty miles, is it? Schiess: A Zulu regiment can run - RUN - fifty miles, and fight a battle at the end of it! Jones-593: Well, it's daft that is, then! I don't see no sense in running to fight a battle. ![]() |
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