“The rank stench of those bodies haunts me still” (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
The rank stench of those bodies haunts me stillAnd I remember things I'd best forget.For now we've marched to a ...
The rank stench of those bodies haunts me stillAnd I remember things I'd best forget.For now we've marched to a ...
I'd been on duty from two till four. I went and stared at the dug-out door. Down in the frowst ...
'Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right! The luminous rich colours that ...
Hullo! here's my platoon, the lot I had last year. 'The war'll be over soon.' 'What 'opes?' 'No bloody fear!' ...
(EGYPTIAN BASE CAMP) They are gathering round.... Out of the twilight; over the grey-blue sand, Shoals of low-jargoning men drift ...
Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you'd say, Because I'd like to know that you're all right. Tell ...
(ALEXANDRIA-MARSEILLES) Out in the blustering darkness, on the deck A gleam of stars looks down. Long blurs of black, The ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
The barrack-square, washed clean with rain, Shines wet and wintry-grey and cold. Young Fusiliers, strong-legged and bold, March and wheel ...
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece. 'Twas a bad ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
I am banished from the patient men who fight They smote my heart to pity, built my pride. Shoulder to ...
O beauty doomed and perfect for an hour, Leaping along the verge of death and night, You show me dauntless ...
There stood a Poplar, tall and straight; The fair, round Moon, uprisen late, Made the long shadow on the grass ...
Music of whispering trees Hushed by a broad-winged breeze Where shaken water gleams; And evening radiance falling With reedy bird-notes ...
He staggered in from night and frost and fog And lampless streets: he'd guzzled like a hog And drunk till ...
(To Robert Graves) I Here I'm sitting in the gloom Of my quiet attic room. France goes rolling all around, ...
This is To-day, a child in white and blue Running to meet me out of Night who stilled The ghost ...
Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter's night, (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight) Along the pallid edge of the ...
He drowsed and was aware of silence heaped Round him, unshaken as the steadfast walls; Aqueous like floating rays of ...
Behold these jewelled, merchant Ancestors, Foregathered in some chancellery of death; Calm, provident, discreet, they stroke their beards And move ...
Come down from heaven to meet me when my breath Chokes, and through drumming shafts of stifling death I stumble ...
Have you forgotten yet?... For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days, Like traffic checked while at ...
Dim, gradual thinning of the shapeless gloom Shudders to drizzling daybreak that reveals Disconsolate men who stamp their sodden boots ...
Tossed on the glittering air they soar and skim, Whose voices make the emptiness of light A windy palace. Quavering ...
'Pass it along, the wiring party's going out'- And yawning sentries mumble, 'Wirers going out.' Unravelling; twisting; hammering stakes with ...
In fifty years, when peace outshines Remembrance of the battle lines, Adventurous lads will sigh and cast Proud looks upon ...
I heard the farm cocks crowing, loud, and faint, and thin, When hooded night was going and one clear planet ...
I Because the night was falling warm and still Upon a golden day at April's end, I thought; I will ...
I've listened: and all the sounds I heard Were music,-wind, and stream, and bird. With youth who sang from hill ...
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