Our armies swore terrible in Flanders.

Our armies swore terrible in Flanders.

A demon holds a book, in which are written the sins of a
particular man; an Angel drops on read more

A demon holds a book, in which are written the sins of a
particular man; an Angel drops on it from a phial, a tear which
the sinner had shed in doing a good action, and his sins are
washed out.

Bad language or abuse
I never, never use,
Whatever the emergency;
Though "Bother it" read more

Bad language or abuse
I never, never use,
Whatever the emergency;
Though "Bother it" I may
Occasionally say,
I never never use a big, big D.

And each blasphemer quite escape the rod,
Because the insult's not on man, but God?

And each blasphemer quite escape the rod,
Because the insult's not on man, but God?

That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

"He shall not die, by God," cried by uncle Toby. The Accusing
Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery read more

"He shall not die, by God," cried by uncle Toby. The Accusing
Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed
as he gave it in: and the Recording Angel as he wrote it down,
dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.

Jack was embarrassed--never hero more,
And as he knew not what to say, he swore.

Jack was embarrassed--never hero more,
And as he knew not what to say, he swore.

I'll be damned for never a king's son in Christendom.

I'll be damned for never a king's son in Christendom.