Explore "The Spies' March" by Rudyard Kipling on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
(BEFORE THE WAR) / ('The outbreak is in full swing and our death-rate would sicken / Napoleon. Dr M -- -- died last week, and C -- -- on Monday, but some more / medicines are coming. We don't seem to be able to check it at all. / Villages panicking badly. In some places not a living soul. But at / any rate the experience gained may come in useful, so I am keeping my / notes written up to date in case of accidents. Death is a queer chap / to live with for steady company. ' _Extracted from a private letter from / Manchuria._)
There are no leaders to lead us to honour, and yet without leaders / we sally, / Each man reporting for duty alone, out of sight, out of reach, of / his fellow. / There are no bugles to call the battalions, and yet without bugles / we rally, / From the ends of the earth to the ends of the earth, to follow / the Standard of Yellow! / _Fall in! O fall in! O fall in! _