Jaroslav Hilbert

Jaroslav Hilbert

Poet Lore (1916)

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Portrait of Jaroslav Hilbert Jaroslav Hilbert,  Poet Lore (1916)

“ Near the gate the body of a dead soldier lies huddled. To the right the sky is red with the glow of the burning village of Skalitz. Now and again the landscape shakes with the thunder of the near-by artillery. During the lull is heard the pattering of the feet of soldiers running on the highway which passes the wall of the church-yard. But these are only stragglers who delay, as the body of the Austrian army defeated at Skalitz has fled by already. Then even the stamping and neighing of horses, the clatter of hurrying cannon is heard. ”
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Portrait of Jaroslav Hilbert Jaroslav Hilbert,  Poet Lore (1916)

“ Havlin.—What do you want?
Vonka.—Away I said—away—coward! (With renewed strength.) Look out, the Prussians will catch you—we were beaten—beaten—the eighth division of the Austrian army—at Skalitz—don’t you know, eh? The men, officers, cannon, horses, everything is fleeing. And the horses, they are not the most stupid— (Beside himself with anger.) Without heart into battle, without heart away from it—They can push them from place to place but that they should feel not that—what do you talk—Czech!
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Portrait of Jaroslav Hilbert Jaroslav Hilbert,  Poet Lore (1916)

“ Billy Sunday the “Gott mit uns” motto of the German army, are ample proofs of it. A shell crashes into a church, tears up and demolishes the handiwork of ages, swerves from its course and falls into a group of soldiers. Twenty innocent men fall dead but a miracle is declared because it swerved from the stone image of a saint. Man who is Nature’s noblest and greatest creation is valued less than the clumsy handiwork of a crude village craftsman. ”
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