Warsaw fell on September 27. The last Polish force was defeated on October 6.

The battle was over. There were no victors.

The battle is won, the English have been utterly defeated.

An army which cannot be reenforced is already defeated.

It is the cleanest, neatest, most sudden and spectacular victory of the war, and in size is quite comparable to the German defeat before Stalingrad.

Two armies at death-grips — that is one great army committing suicide.

Today the guns are silent. A great tragedy has ended. A great victory has been won. The skies no longer rain with death — the seas bear only commerce — men everywhere walk upright in the sunlight. The entire world lies quietly at peace. The holy mission has been completed. And in reporting this to you, the people, I speak for the thousands of silent lips, forever stilled among the jungles and the beaches and in the deep waters of the Pacific which marked the way.

A thousand soldiers knelt in Warsaw’s square,
The solemn oath of battle sternly taking;
They swore, without a shot, the foe to dare,
With bayonets’ point their deadly pathway making.
Beat drums! march on, and let our country tell
That “Poland’s Fourth” will keep its promise well.So said, and bloody Praga saw it done.
Right where the foe in thickest mass was rushing,
We charged, and not a comrade fired his gun,
But each with deadly bayonet on was pushing.
Praga shall tell how, mid the blackened air,
Poland’s “Fourth Regiment” was bleeding there.When, from a thousand throats of fire, the flame
At Ostrolenka on our columns falling
Mowed down our ranks, we broke our way, and came
With the sharp bayonets’ point their heart appalling.
Let Ostrolenka, joined with Praga, say
That “Poland’s Fourth” has kept its vow to-day.Yes, many manly hearts then sank to rest,
To the war-fiend a noble offering bringing;
Yet to his oath each man was true, and prest
On to the end, still to his weapon clinging;
Yes, with unloaded gun and steady eye,
Poland’s “Fourth Regiment” marched on to die.O, woe to us! woe to our land forlorn!
O, ask not whence or how this misery came!
Woe, woe to every child in Poland born!
Our wounds break open when we hear her name.
They bleed afresh, but most our hearts are wrung
When “Poland’s Fourth” is named by any tongue.And ah! dear brothers, who to death have gone,
But, dying, from our souls shall perish never;
We, who still live, with broken hearts move on,
Far from our homes, the homes now lost forever;
And pray that God in heaven may quickly send
The last of “Poland’s Fourth” a blessed end.From Poland’s confines, through the misty air,
Ten soldiers come, and, crossing Prussia’s border,
The sentry challenges with, “Who comes there?”
They stand in silence. He repeats the order.
At last one says, “Out of a thousand men
In ‘Poland’s Fourth’ we are the only ten.”

At the final end you won the war after losing every battle.

In a few weeks, or at most a few months, thanks to the skill of the Allied Commanders and the bravery of their men, the objects for which we and they have endured more than four years of sacrifice and suffering have been attained. The lands upon which the enemy had laid his cruel and predatory hand are in course of being evacuated. The exiled peoples are returning in joyous crowds across the war frontiers to their homes. The military power of the enemy is broken. His resources are spent. His armaments are in course of being surrendered. Hope breathes again in the souls of the unhappy peoples whom he has trampled in the mire. The impious spirit that claimed that Might was superior to Right and that there was no law but that of successful violence in the world has been exorcised, let us hope for ever. The conflict for international honour, righteousness, and freedom has been won, and the authors of this vast and wicked conspiracy against the liberties of mankind are fugitives on the face of the earth. My Lords, this is a great hour. It has been a wonderful victory. Are we presumptuous if we see in it the judgment of a Higher Power upon panoplied arrogance and enthroned wrong?

Conclusion: To take as much as possible away from the Poles in the West, to man their fortresses, especially Posen, with Germans on the pretext of defence, to let them stew in their own juice, send them into battle, gobble bare their land, fob them off with promises of Riga and Odessa and, should it be possible to get the Russians moving, to ally oneself with the latter and compel the Poles to give way. Every inch of the frontier between Memel and Cracow we cede to the Poles will, militarily speaking, be utterly ruinous to this already wretchedly weak frontier, and will leave exposed the whole of the Baltic coast as far as Stettin. Besides, I am convinced that, come the next fracas, the entire Polish insurrection will be confined to Poseners and Galician nobility together with a few who have come over from the Kingdom, this having been bled so white that it's capable of nothing more, and that the pretensions of these knights, unless supported by French, Italians and Scandinavians, etc., and bolstered up by rumpuses on the part of the Czechs, will founder on the wretchedness of their performance. A nation which can muster 20,000 to 30,000 men at most, is not entitled to a voice. And Poland certainly could not muster very much more.

Admiral Kelly, Captain Card, officers and sailors of the USS Abraham Lincoln, my fellow Americans, major combat operations in Iraq have ended. In the battle of Iraq, the United States and our allies have prevailed. And now our coalition is engaged in securing and reconstructing that country.

It is already war history how the German Armies defeated the legions of capitalism and plutocracy. After forty-five days this campaign in the West was equally and emphatically terminated.

The troops of the Don Front at 4pm on February 2nd, 1943 completed the rout and destruction of the encircled group of enemy forces in Stalingrad. Twenty-two divisions have been destroyed or taken prisoner.