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At Some Such Appointed Hour

Deeply immersed in dispassionate thought, Of that moment which comes but once amidst The whirling storm, daring Hannibal fixed His eagle eye upon the chance and caught The glory old Gods didst offer unto him; He who kept his head whilst all others failed Has known that instant demand from within:- Fury borrows frenzy as needs avails. Should all men, at some such appointed hour, Find themselves at their own fast closing Gate, Then bravely toss the dice and chance With fate... For what worth mere chance if not empowered? Better die as Hector dragged by the heels -- To be borne back homewards laid on Your shield!

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Date: 3/30/2020 1:45:00 AM
The bravery of men in myths and legends leaves one in awe and disbelief. I enjoyed this wonderful write John. Keep safe. xxoo
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Date: 3/23/2020 9:34:00 PM
I hope we all one day meet at the front gate. Lovely write, John.
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john fleming
Date: 3/27/2020 7:05:00 AM
Thank you so much for the visit, Eve. My very warmest regards! :) john P.s An extra big thank you for all the kind comments you have given my scribblings over the last few is very much appreciated I can assure you. Cheers!