Barry Lyndon
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I've only a hundred guineas
left to give you...

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...for I lost the rest at cards.
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Kiss me, me boy,
for we'll never meet again.

:45:49
It is well to dream of glorious war
in a snug armchair.

:45:55
It is a different thing
to see it first hand.

:45:59
After his friend's death, Barry's thoughts
turned from military glory...

:46:05
...to those of escaping the Service...
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...to which he was tied for six years.
:46:23
Gentlemen talk of the Age of Chivalry...
:46:27
...but remember the ploughmen,
poachers and pickpockets they lead.

:46:32
It is with these sad instruments
great warriors and kings...

:46:37
...have been doing their murderous work
in the world.

:46:49
Barry could not have fallen
into worse circumstances...

:46:52
...than those in which he found himself.
:46:56
But fate did not intend he should
remain long an English soldier.


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