ABSTRACT
What a joyous thing is war … .When one sees that one’s quarrel is just and one’s blood is fighting well, a tear comes to the eye. There comes to the heart a sweet feeling of loyalty and pity to see one’s friend, who so valiantly exposes his body in order to do and accomplish the command of our Creator. And then one is disposed to go and live or die with him, and for love not at all abandon him. From that comes such a delectation, that he who has not tried it is a man who cannot say what a delight is. Do you think that a man who does that fears death? Not at all; for he is so comforted, he is so elated that he does not know where he is. Truly he fears nothing.
