Into my heart on air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, The happy highways where I went And cannot come again.
A. E. Housman
03 May 2010, 22:53
vapodog
wow...another great looking rifle.....
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery." Winston Churchill
04 May 2010, 08:13
bwanamrm
Hmmm, one day when I grow up I want a rifle like that!
On the plains of hesitation lie the bleached bones of ten thousand, who on the dawn of victory lay down their weary heads resting, and there resting, died.
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch... Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son! - Rudyard Kipling
Life grows grim without senseless indulgence.
11 May 2010, 00:10
icemanls2
That is just beautiful! Except the bolthandle's on the wrong side, lol
