“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 ...
'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 ...
And still they come and go: and this is all I know- That from the gloom I watch an endless ...
I listen for him through the rain, And in the dusk of starless hours I know that he will come ...
'The effect of our bombardment was terrific. One man told me he had never seen so many dead before.' -War ...
GOD with a Roll of Honour in His hand Sits welcoming the heroes who have died, While sorrowless angels ranked ...
In gold and grey, with fleering looks of sin, I watch them come; by two, by three, by four, Advancing ...
Have you forgotten yet?... For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days, Like traffic checked while at ...
When roaring gloom surged inward and you cried, Groping for friendly hands, and clutched, and died, Like racing smoke, swift ...
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece. 'Twas a bad ...
Ring your sweet bells; but let them be farewells To the green-vista'd gladness of the past That changed us into ...
Let my soul, a shining tree, Silver branches lift towards thee, Where on a hallowed winter's night The clear-eyed angels ...
Where have you been, South Wind, this May-day morning,- With larks aloft, or skimming with the swallow, Or with blackbirds ...
Shepherds go whistling on their way In the spring season of the year; One watches weather-signs of day; One of ...
Sleep; and my song shall build about your bed A paradise of dimness. You shall feel The folding of tired ...
Voices moving about in the quiet house: Thud of feet and a muffled shutting of doors: Everyone yawning. Only the ...
He primmed his loose red mouth and leaned his head Against a sorrowing angel's breast, and said: 'You'd think so ...
Dim, gradual thinning of the shapeless gloom Shudders to drizzling daybreak that reveals Disconsolate men who stamp their sodden boots ...
I Because the night was falling warm and still Upon a golden day at April's end, I thought; I will ...
Ye hooded witches, baleful shapes that moan, Quench your fantastic lanterns and be still; For now the moon through heaven ...
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