src: Troops, who, in the words of the poet Isaac Rosenberg, ‘Drained the wild honey of their youth’ in the mud, lice, and mustard gas of the ghastly trenches now had to confront the infectious flu at home.
tgt: Tropas, que, nas palavras do poeta Isaac Rosenberg, “drenaram o mel selvagem de sua juventude” na lama, nos piolhos e no gás mostarda das horríveis trincheiras, agora tinham que enfrentar a gripe infecciosa em casa.