Phil Ochs (1940–1976) American protest singer and songwriter
"I Ain't Marching Anymore" http://web.cecs.pdx.edu/~trent/ochs/lyrics/i-aint-marching-anymore.html from I Ain't Marching Anymore(1965) <br class="br">Lyrics
A collection of quotes on the topic of sabre, night, use.
Phil Ochs (1940–1976) American protest singer and songwriter
"I Ain't Marching Anymore" http://web.cecs.pdx.edu/~trent/ochs/lyrics/i-aint-marching-anymore.html from I Ain't Marching Anymore(1965) <br class="br">Lyrics
Fabian Picardo (1972) Gibraltarian politician and barrister
[5 August 2013, Gibraltar chief minister accuses Spain of sabre-rattling, http://www.theguardian.com/world/2013/aug/05/gibraltar-chief-minister-spain-sabre-rattling, The Guardian, 22 March 2014]
On the Spanish Minister of Foreign Affairs and Cooperation's comments about closing Spanish airspace to flights heading to Gibraltar.
2013
Kris Kristofferson (1936) American country music singer, songwriter, musician, and film actor
Sabre and the Rose
Song lyrics, Easter Island (1978)
Leonid Brezhnev (1906–1982) General Secretary of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union
As quoted in Brezhnev Reconsidered (2002)by Edwin Bacon, Mark Sandle, p. 99
“My knowledge of pain, learned with the sabre, taught me not to be afraid.”
Otto Skorzeny (1908–1975) Austrian SS-Standartenführer (colonel) in the German Waffen-SS
Comparing his dueling days with commando tactics, as quoted in Skorzeny (1972) by Charles Whiting, p. 17.
Context: My knowledge of pain, learned with the sabre, taught me not to be afraid. And just as in dueling when you must concentrate on your enemy's cheek, so, too, in war. You cannot waste time on feinting and sidestepping. You must decide on your target and go in.
Joaquin Miller (1837–1913) American judge
"Juanita".
In Classic Shades, and Other Poems (1890)
Context: p>O, the sea of lights for streaming
When the thousand flags are furled—
When the gleaming bay lies dreaming
As it duplicates the world!You will come my dearest, truest!
Come my sovereign queen often;
My blue skies will then be bluest;
My white rose be whitest then:Then the song! Ah, then the sabre
Flashing up the walls of night!
Hate of wrong and love of neighbor
Rhymes of battle for the Right!</p