# data[].attributes.body
Wrath-- The poisoned friend was very angry and instead of talking about it he bottled it up.

Foe-- His friend became his foe when he bottled up his anger.

Anger-- His anger turned into wrath

Friend-- He was angry with his friend so he told his wrath and his wrath did end.

Fears-- He watered his wrath with fears

Tears-- He watered his wrath with tears

Deceitful-- guilty of or involving deceit; deceiving or misleading others

Wiles-- devious or cunning lies used to manipulate someone

outstretched--- his foe was dead underneath the poisin tree in the morning

Glad-- He was happy to see his foe dead

# data[].attributes.body
I was angry with my friend;

Estaba enojado con mi amigo; Dije mi ira, mi ira terminó.Estaba enojado con mi enemigo: Le dije que no, mi ira creció.

Y lo regé con miedos,Noche y mañana con mis lágrimas: Y lo tomé el sol con sonrisas,Y con suaves artimañas engañosas.

Y creció tanto de día como de noche. Hasta que dio una manzana brillante. Y mi enemigo lo vio brillar,Y él sabía que era mío.

Y en mi jardín robó, Cuando la noche había velado el poste; Por la mañana me alegro de ver; Mi enemigo se extendió debajo del árbol.

I told my wrath, my wrath did end.

I was angry with my foe:

I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I waterd it in fears,

Night & morning with my tears:

And I sunned it with smiles,

And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night.

Till it bore an apple bright.

And my foe beheld it shine,

And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole,

When the night had veild the pole;

In the morning glad I see;

My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

# data[].attributes.body
Song name: Trooper

Band: Iron Maiden

LYRICS:

You'll take my life, but I'll take yours too

You'll fire your musket, but I'll run you through

So when you're waiting for the next attack

You'd better stand, there's no turning back----------This could refer to how the noble 600 were trapped in the canyon as they couldnt turn back due to the punishment thta comes with disobeying orders in war and the fact that there were so many of them and they were on horses which would make turning around 600 horses quite the task.

The bugle sounds, the charge begins

But on this battlefield, no one wins--------- All of the 600 troopers were slaughtered by the Russian cannons

The smell of acrid smoke and horses' breath       acrid smoke from the cannons

As I plunge on into certain death---------- ultimately the 600 had rode into the canyon without a clue about the Russian cannons

The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run

The mighty roar of the Russian guns------- The hundreds of Russian cannons

And as we race towards the human wall------- The Russian soldiers used brilliant defense tactics during this battle

The screams of pain as my comrades fall

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground-------- due to the numerous British deaths the horses had to hurdle over their corpses

And the Russians fire another round

We get so near, yet so far away------- The closer yo u get to the Russian cannons the more likely you are to get shot

We won't live to fight another day------ All of them were slaughtered

We get so close, near enough to fight

When a Russian gets me in his sights

He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow

A burst of rounds take my horse below--------- The British were prepared for fighting on horseback and with muskets but due to them being unaware of the Russian cannons they were ill-equiped for them.

And as I lay there gazing at the sky

My body's numb and my throat is dry

And as I lay forgotten and alone-------- Lost in the sea of corpses.

Without a tear, I draw my parting groan------☠️💀