The eternal is the tao.
Everything has a lifetime,
within the tao that does not exist, as such.
The wise mop up, follow behind,
and so lead the way.
The wise allow it all to come and go,
and so join in all.
They don't see themselves as separate,
and are filled with everything.
Forlorn Hope.
This phrase is the Dutch verloren hoop, the lost squad or troop, and is due to a misunderstanding, as the words are not connected with our forlorn or hope. ... The forlorn hope was originally a picked body of men sent in front to begin an attack; thus Cromwell says, "Our forlorn of horse marched within a mile of the enemy," i.e. our horse picket sent forward to reconnoitre approached within a mile of the enemy's camp. It is now usually applied to a body of men specially selected for some desperate or very dangerous enterprise.
-Brewer's Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, 1963, p. 372
3 comments:
The Forlorn Hope were often volunteers, knowing the dangers and high possibility of death.
Those who survived were almost certain of promotion, which brought better remuneration and higher survival rates.
It was a way up when you couldn't buy your way.
gz,
Like Richard Sharpe.
Is there any cheese in the tao?
verloren hoop sounds better.
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