Field Heavy Artillery

Famous quotes containing the words field, heavy and/or artillery:

    And there, a field rat, startled, squealing bleeds,
    His belly close to ground. I see the blade,
    Blood-stained, continue cutting weeds and shade.
    Jean Toomer (1894–1967)

    Whenas the Chill Sirocco blowes,
    And Winter tells a heavy tale;
    When Pyes and Dawes and Rookes and Crows,
    Sit cursing of the frosts and snowes;
    Then give me Ale.
    Thomas Bonham (d. 1629?)

    We now demand the light artillery of the intellect; we need the curt, the condensed, the pointed, the readily diffused—in place of the verbose, the detailed, the voluminous, the inaccessible. On the other hand, the lightness of the artillery should not degenerate into pop-gunnery—by which term we may designate the character of the greater portion of the newspaper press—their sole legitimate object being the discussion of ephemeral matters in an ephemeral manner.
    Edgar Allan Poe (1809–1845)