Two Hundred Years After (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter's night, (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight) Along the pallid edge of the ...
Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter's night, (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight) Along the pallid edge of the ...
You've heard me, scornful, harsh, and discontented, Mocking and loathing War: you've asked me why Of my old, silly sweetness ...
Squire nagged and bullied till I went to fight, (Under Lord Derby's Scheme). I died in hell- (They called it ...
When in your sober mood my body have ye laid In sight and sound of things beloved, woodland and stream, ...
I am banished from the patient men who fight They smote my heart to pity, built my pride. Shoulder to ...
She triumphs, in the vivid green Where sun and quivering foliage meet; And in each soldier's heart serene; When death ...
Through darkness curves a spume of falling flares That flood the field with shallow, blanching light. The huddled sentry stares ...
Old English songs, you bring to me A simple sweetness somewhat kin To birds that through the mystery Of earliest ...
When I'm among a blaze of lights, With tawdry music and cigars And women dawdling through delights, And officers in ...
Frail Travellers, deftly flickering over the flowers; O living flowers against the heedless blue Of summer days, what sends them ...
'Pass it along, the wiring party's going out'- And yawning sentries mumble, 'Wirers going out.' Unravelling; twisting; hammering stakes with ...
Young Croesus went to pay his call On Colonel Sawbones, Caxton Hall: And, though his wound was healed and mended, ...
In this meadow starred with spring Shepherds kneel before their king. Mary throned, with dreaming eyes, Gowned in blue like ...
Lost in the swamp and welter of the pit, He flounders off the duck-boards; only he knows Each flash and ...
Not much to me is yonder lane Where I go every day; But when there's been a shower of rain ...
He woke; the clank and racket of the train Kept time with angry throbbings in his brain. Then for a ...
Come down from heaven to meet me when my breath Chokes, and through drumming shafts of stifling death I stumble ...
Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth; What silly beggars they are to blunder in And scorch their ...
I heard the farm cocks crowing, loud, and faint, and thin, When hooded night was going and one clear planet ...
I From you, Beethoven, Bach, Mozart, The substance of my dreams took fire. You built cathedrals in my heart, And ...
Music of whispering trees Hushed by a broad-winged breeze Where shaken water gleams; And evening radiance falling With reedy bird-notes ...
Four days the earth was rent and torn By bursting steel, The houses fell about us; Three nights we dared ...
He turned to me with his kind, sleepy gaze And fresh face slowly brightening to the grin That sets my ...
Down in the hollow there's the whole Brigade Camped in four groups: through twilight falling slow I hear a sound ...
They threw me from the gates: my matted hair Was dank with dungeon wetness; my spent frame O'erlaid with marish ...
I keep such music in my brain No din this side of death can quell; Glory exulting over pain, And ...
I've listened: and all the sounds I heard Were music,-wind, and stream, and bird. With youth who sang from hill ...
You were glad to-night: and now you've gone away. Flushed in the dark, you put your dreams to bed; But ...
This is To-day, a child in white and blue Running to meet me out of Night who stilled The ghost ...
Splashing along the boggy woods all day, And over brambled hedge and holding clay, I shall not think of him: ...
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