The Man He Killed
Thomas Hardy
1902
  "Had he and I but met
   By some old ancient inn,
We should have sat us down to wet
   Right many a nipperkin!*

   "But ranged as infantry,
   And staring face to face,
I shot at him and he at me,
   And killed him in his place.

   "I shot him dead because �
   Because he was my foe,
Just so � my foe of course he was;
   That's clear enough; although

   "He thought he'd 'list* perhaps,
   Off-hand like � just as I �
Was out of work � had sold his traps* �
   No other reason why.

   "Yes; quaint and curious war is!
   You shoot a fellow down
You'd treat if met where any bar is,
   Or help to half-a-crown."*
*half-pint
*enlist
*possesions
*about $20
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