The Effect (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
'The effect of our bombardment was terrific. One man told me he had never seen so many dead before.' -War ...
'The effect of our bombardment was terrific. One man told me he had never seen so many dead before.' -War ...
(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 ...
Give me your hand, my brother, search my face; Look in these eyes lest I should think of shame; For ...
Everyone suddenly burst out singing; And I was filled with such delight As prisoned birds must find in freedom, Winging ...
'Jack fell as he'd have wished,' the Mother said, And folded up the letter that she'd read. 'The Colonel writes ...
Snug at the club two fathers sat, Gross, goggle-eyed, and full of chat. One of them said: 'My eldest lad ...
For Morn, my dome of blue, For Meadows, green and gay, And Birds who love the twilight of the leaves, ...
To these I turn, in these I trust; Brother Lead and Sister Steel. To his blind power I make appeal; ...
We'd gained our first objective hours before While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes, Pallid, unshaved and thirsty, ...
I found him in the guard-room at the Base. From the blind darkness I had heard his crying And blundered ...
The Bishop tells us: 'When the boys come back 'They will not be the same; for they'll have fought 'In ...
All night the flares go up; the Dragon sings And beats upon the dark with furious wings; And, stung to ...
If I were fierce, and bald, and short of breath I'd live with scarlet Majors at the Base, And speed ...
'Good-morning; good-morning!' the General said When we met him last week on our way to the line. Now the soldiers ...
I knew a simple soldier boy Who grinned at life in empty joy, Slept soundly through the lonesome dark, And ...
The anguish of the earth absolves our eyes Till beauty shines in all that we can see. War is our ...
You love us when we're heroes, home on leave, Or wounded in a mentionable place. You worship decorations; you believe ...
In me, past, present, future meet To hold long chiding conference. My lusts usurp the present tense And strangle Reason ...
Does it matter?-losing your legs? For people will always be kind, And you need not show that you mind When ...
No doubt they'll soon get well; the shock and strain Have caused their stammering, disconnected talk. Of course they're 'longing ...
Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land, Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows. In the great hour of destiny they ...
Groping along the tunnel, step by step, He winked his prying torch with patching glare From side to side, and ...
Why do you lie with your legs ungainly huddled, And one arm bent across your sullen, cold, Exhausted face? It ...
I Stood with the Dead, so forsaken and still: When dawn was grey I stood with the Dead. And my ...
Your dextrous wit will haunt us long Wounding our grief with yesterday. Your laughter is a broken song; And death ...
I'd heard fool-heroes brag of where they'd been, With stories of the glories that they'd seen. But you, good simple ...
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