These, in the day when heaven was falling,
The hour when earths foundations fled,
Followed their mercenary calling
And took their wages and are dead.
Their shoulders held the sky suspended;
They stood, and earths foundations stay;
What God abandoned, these defended,
And saved the sum of things for pay.
Epitaph On An Army Of Mercenaries
Alfred Edward Housman
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