<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Soldiers - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://www.maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[Back of the boy is Wilson, Pledge of his high degree,  Back of the boy is Lincoln,   ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57145]]></link><description><![CDATA[Back of the boy is Wilson, Pledge of his high degree,  Back of the boy is Lincoln,   Lincoln and Grant and Lee;    Back of the boy is Jackson,     Jackson and Tippecanoe,      Back of each son is Washington,       And the old red, white and blue!]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57145</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I have seen men march to the wars, and then I have watched their homeward tread,  And they brought ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57146]]></link><description><![CDATA[I have seen men march to the wars, and then I have watched their homeward tread,  And they brought back bodies of living men,   But their eyes were fold and dead.    So, Buddy no matter what else the fame,     No matter what else the prize,      I want you to come back thru The Flame       With the boy-look still in your eyes!]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57146</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[He stands erect; his slouch becomes a walk; He steps right onward, martial in his air,  His form and ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57147]]></link><description><![CDATA[He stands erect; his slouch becomes a walk; He steps right onward, martial in his air,  His form and movement.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57147</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust;  His soul is with the saints, I trust. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57144]]></link><description><![CDATA[The knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust;  His soul is with the saints, I trust.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57144</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead!  Of the three hundred grant but ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57141]]></link><description><![CDATA[Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead!  Of the three hundred grant but three,   To make a new Thermopylae!]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57141</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[His breast with wounds unnumber'd riven, His back to earth, his face to heaven. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57142]]></link><description><![CDATA[His breast with wounds unnumber'd riven, His back to earth, his face to heaven.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57142</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[For the army is a school in which the miser becomes generous, and the generous prodigal; miserly soldiers are like ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57143]]></link><description><![CDATA[For the army is a school in which the miser becomes generous, and the generous prodigal; miserly soldiers are like monsters, but very rarely seen.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57143</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[You led our sons across the haunted flood, Into the Canaan of their high desire--  No milk and honey ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57139]]></link><description><![CDATA[You led our sons across the haunted flood, Into the Canaan of their high desire--  No milk and honey there, but tears and blood   Flowed where the hosts of evil trod in fire,    And left a worse than desert where they passed.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57139</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron! ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57140]]></link><description><![CDATA[Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron!]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57140</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Howbeit he refused to turn aside: wherefore Abner with the hinder end of the spear smote him under the fifth ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57136]]></link><description><![CDATA[Howbeit he refused to turn aside: wherefore Abner with the hinder end of the spear smote him under the fifth rib, that the spear came out behind him; and he fell down there, and died in the same place: and it came to pass, that as many as came to the place when Asahel fell down and died stood still.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57136</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[And he smote them hip and thigh with a great slaughter: and he went down and dwelt in the top ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57137]]></link><description><![CDATA[And he smote them hip and thigh with a great slaughter: and he went down and dwelt in the top of the rock Etam.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57137</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The English Infantry is the most formidable in Europe, but fortunately there is not much of it. [Fr., L'infanterie anglaise ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57138]]></link><description><![CDATA[The English Infantry is the most formidable in Europe, but fortunately there is not much of it. [Fr., L'infanterie anglaise est la plus redoubtable de l"Europe; heureusement, il n'y en a pas beaucoup.]]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57138</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[And the king of Israel answered and said, Tell him, Let not him that girdeth on his harness boast himself ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57134]]></link><description><![CDATA[And the king of Israel answered and said, Tell him, Let not him that girdeth on his harness boast himself as he that putteth it off.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57134</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[When the action was over and they were returning with joy, they recognized Nicanor, lying dead, in full armor. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57135]]></link><description><![CDATA[When the action was over and they were returning with joy, they recognized Nicanor, lying dead, in full armor.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57135</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[O little Force that in your agony Stood fast while England girt her armour on,  Held high our honour ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57131]]></link><description><![CDATA[O little Force that in your agony Stood fast while England girt her armour on,  Held high our honour in your wounded hands,   Carried our honour safe with bleeding feet--    We have no glory great enough for you,     The very soul of Britain keeps your day.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57131</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[See! There is Jackson standing like a stone wall. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57132]]></link><description><![CDATA[See! There is Jackson standing like a stone wall.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57132</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Each year his mighty armies marched forth in gallant show, Their enemies were targets, their bullets they were tow. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57133]]></link><description><![CDATA[Each year his mighty armies marched forth in gallant show, Their enemies were targets, their bullets they were tow.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57133</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[O Dormer, how can I behold thy fate, And not the wonders of thy youth relate;  How can I ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57128]]></link><description><![CDATA[O Dormer, how can I behold thy fate, And not the wonders of thy youth relate;  How can I see the gay, the brave, the young,   Fall in the cloud of war, and lie unsung!    In joys of conquest he resigns his breath,     And, filled with England's glory, smiles in death.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57128</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA["I cannot bear it!" said the pewter soldier. "I have shed pewter tears! It is too melancholy! Rather let me ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57129]]></link><description><![CDATA["I cannot bear it!" said the pewter soldier. "I have shed pewter tears! It is too melancholy! Rather let me go to the wars and lose arms and legs! It would at least be a change. I cannot bear it longer! Now, I know what it is to have a visit from one's old thoughts, with what they may bring with them! I have had a visit from mine, and you may be sure it is no pleasant thing in the end; I was at last about to jump down from the drawers."]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57129</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[God and a soldier all people adore In time of war, but not before;  And when war is over ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57130]]></link><description><![CDATA[God and a soldier all people adore In time of war, but not before;  And when war is over and all things are righted,   God is neglected and an old soldier slighted.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57130</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A thousand leagues of ocean, a company of kings, You came across the watching world to show how heroes die. ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57126]]></link><description><![CDATA[A thousand leagues of ocean, a company of kings, You came across the watching world to show how heroes die.  When the splendour of your story   Builds the halo of its glory,    'Twill belt the earth like Saturn's rings     And diadem the sky.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57126</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Terrible he rode alone, With his yemen sword for aid;  Ornament it carried none   But the notches ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57127]]></link><description><![CDATA[Terrible he rode alone, With his yemen sword for aid;  Ornament it carried none   But the notches on the blade.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57127</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Our God and soldiers we alike adore ev'n at the brink of danger; not before: After deliverance, both alike requited, ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57122]]></link><description><![CDATA[Our God and soldiers we alike adore ev'n at the brink of danger; not before: After deliverance, both alike requited, Our God's forgotten, and our soldiers slighted]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57122</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chief among our gains must be reckoned this possibility of choice, the recognition of many possible ways of life, where ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57123]]></link><description><![CDATA[Chief among our gains must be reckoned this possibility of choice, the recognition of many possible ways of life, where other civilizations give a satisfactory outlet to only one temperamental type, be he mystic or soldier, businessman or artist, a civilization in which there are many standards offers a possibility of satisfactory adjustment to individuals of many different temperamental types, of diverse gifts, and varying interests.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57123</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[An Austrian army awfully arrayed. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57124]]></link><description><![CDATA[An Austrian army awfully arrayed.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57124</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The king of France with twenty thousand men Went up the hill, and then came down again:  The king ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57125]]></link><description><![CDATA[The king of France with twenty thousand men Went up the hill, and then came down again:  The king of Spain with twenty thousand more   Climbed the same hill the French had climbed before.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57125</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin they think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57117]]></link><description><![CDATA[Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin they think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57117</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Our God and soldier we alike adore - Just at the brink of ruin not before - The danger past, ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57118]]></link><description><![CDATA[Our God and soldier we alike adore - Just at the brink of ruin not before - The danger past, both are alike requited; God is forgotten and the soldier slighted]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57118</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA["Why me?" That is the soldier's first question, asked each morning as the patrols go out and each evening as ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57119]]></link><description><![CDATA["Why me?" That is the soldier's first question, asked each morning as the patrols go out and each evening as the night settles around the foxholes.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57119</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[If my soldiers were to begin to think, not one would remain in the ranks ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57120]]></link><description><![CDATA[If my soldiers were to begin to think, not one would remain in the ranks]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57120</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers, There was a lack of woman's nursing, there was dearth of ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57121]]></link><description><![CDATA[A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers, There was a lack of woman's nursing, there was dearth of woman's tears; But a comrade stood beside him, while his lifeblood ebbed away]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/57121</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[God of our fathers, who by land and sea have ever lead us to victory, please continue your inspiring guidance ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/27461]]></link><description><![CDATA[God of our fathers, who by land and sea have ever lead us to victory, please continue your inspiring guidance in this the greatest of all conflicts. Strengthen my soul so that the weakening instinct of self-preservation, which besets all of us in battle, shall not blind me to my duty to my own manhood, to the glory of my calling, and to my responsibility to my fellow soldiers. Grant to our armed forces that disciplined valor and mutual confidence which insures success in war. Let me not mourn for the men who have died fighting, but rather let me be glad that such heroes have lived. If it be my lot to die, let me do so with courage and honor in a manner which will bring the greatest harm to the enemy, and please, oh Lord, protect and guide those I shall leave behind. Give us the victory, Lord.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/27461</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest!  . . . .  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/4847]]></link><description><![CDATA[How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest!  . . . .   By fairy hands their knell is rung,    By forms unseen their dirge is sung.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/4847</guid></item></channel></rss>