Boyd Cable: 3 books

"...The attack on the wood had begun soon after dawn, and it was no more than 8 a.m. when the Corporal was dropped badly wounded in the advance line of the attack where it had penetrated about four hundred yards into the wood. But it was well into afternoon before he sufficiently woke to his...

IT was fiercely hot inside the hut, although the click and snap of the tin roof spoke of its cooling now that the sun was off it. The men eating their supper at the long deal table sat with shirt sleeves rolled up and collars open at the throat, and the sweat drops glistening on their browned faces,...

By manhood blood of birth and brood, That loves the fight that wins to love; By breath we drew of woman, too, That sets the prize aught else above; By that and this, by blow and kiss, By Nature beaten to her knees, The prize that’s wet with blood and sweat Lies closer to the heart for these.