The Ancient Elf

by James Stephens


I am the maker,
The builder, the breaker,
The eagle-winged helper,
The speedy forsaker!

The lance and the lyre,
The water, the fire,
The tooth of oppression,
The lip of desire!

The snare and the wing,
The honey, the sting!
When you seek for me-- look
For a different thing!

I, careless and gay,
Never mean what I say,
For my thoughts and my eyes
Look the opposite way!

.: The Ancient Elf :.

Private Jackson

Parker: [firing machine gun] I'm out of .30 Caliber!

Private Jackson: [lining shots] Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.
[fires rifle twice]
Private Jackson: My goodness and my fortress... my high tower and my Deliverer.
[fires rifle]
Private Jackson: My shield, and He in whom I trust
Private Jackson: [fires rifle, then to his rifle]
Private Jackson: Here you go baby.

[fires rifle few more times. Notices a tank has spotted them]

Private Jackson: Parker get down!

[the tank fires at the bell tower killing both Parker and Jackson]

-- Barry Pepper in 'Saving Private Ryan'