The Old Huntsman (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece. 'Twas a bad ...
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece. 'Twas a bad ...
In this meadow starred with spring Shepherds kneel before their king. Mary throned, with dreaming eyes, Gowned in blue like ...
I was near the King that day. I saw him snatch And briskly scan the G.H.Q. dispatch. Thick-voiced, he read ...
When Watkin shifts the burden of his cares And all that irked him in his bound employ, Once more become ...
He staggered in from night and frost and fog And lampless streets: he'd guzzled like a hog And drunk till ...
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