Limitations (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
If you could crowd them into forty lines! Yes; you can do it, once you get a start; All that ...
If you could crowd them into forty lines! Yes; you can do it, once you get a start; All that ...
So Davies wrote: ' This leaves me in the pink. ' Then scrawled his name: ' Your loving sweetheart Willie ...
Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you'd say, Because I'd like to know that you're all right. Tell ...
I heard a clash, and a cry, And a horseman fleeing the wood. The moon hid in a cloud. Deep ...
When Watkin shifts the burden of his cares And all that irked him in his bound employ, Once more become ...
Sleepless I listen to the surge and drone And drifting roar of the town's undertone; Till through quiet falling rain ...
He seemed so certain 'all was going well', As he discussed the glorious time he'd had While visiting the trenches. ...
Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land, Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows. In the great hour of destiny they ...
Shaken from sleep, and numbed and scarce awake, Out in the trench with three hours' watch to take, I blunder ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
I dreamt I saw a huge grey boat in silence steaming Down a canal; it drew the dizzy landscape after; ...
I never asked you to be perfect-did I?- Though often I've called you sweet, in the invasion Of mastering love. ...
Some Brave, awake in you to-night, Knocked at your heart: an eagle's flight Stirred in the feather on your head. ...
The road is thronged with women; soldiers pass And halt, but never see them; yet they're here- A patient crowd ...
In the grey summer garden I shall find you With day-break and the morning hills behind you. There will be ...
I lived my days apart, Dreaming fair songs for God; By the glory in my heart Covered and crowned and ...
October's bellowing anger breaks and cleaves The bronzed battalions of the stricken wood In whose lament I hear a voice ...
Across the land a faint blue veil of mist Seems hung; the woods wear yet arrayment sober Till frost shall ...
Along the wind-swept platform, pinched and white, The travellers stand in pools of wintry light, Offering themselves to morn's long, ...
'Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right! The luminous rich colours that ...
Come in this hour to set my spirit free When earth is no more mine though night goes out, And ...
His wet white face and miserable eyes Brought nurses to him more than groans and sighs: But hoarse and low ...
When I was young my heart and head were light, And I was gay and feckless as a colt Out ...
'This job's the best I've done.' He bent his head Over the golden vessel that he'd wrought. A bird was ...
Behold these jewelled, merchant Ancestors, Foregathered in some chancellery of death; Calm, provident, discreet, they stroke their beards And move ...
Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain, Shivered below his wind-whipped olive-trees; Huddling sharp chin on scarred and scraggy ...
(EGYPTIAN BASE CAMP) They are gathering round.... Out of the twilight; over the grey-blue sand, Shoals of low-jargoning men drift ...
O beauty doomed and perfect for an hour, Leaping along the verge of death and night, You show me dauntless ...
He drowsed and was aware of silence heaped Round him, unshaken as the steadfast walls; Aqueous like floating rays of ...
I cannot think that Death will press his claim To snuff you out or put you off your game: You'll ...
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