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Há 4 dias · Had shone with gentle triumph, brimmed with joy, Because he'd been so brave, her glorious boy. He thought how 'Jack', cold -footed, useless swine, Had panicked down the trench that night the mine. Went up at Wicked Corner; how he'd tried. To get sent home, and how, at last, he died, Blown to small bits.
6 de mai. de 2024 · Banishment. I am banished from the patient men who fight. They smote my heart to pity, built my pride. They trudged away from life 's broad wealds of light. They went arrayed in honour. But they died,-. To those who sent them out into the night. By grappling guns. Love drove me to rebel.
13 de mai. de 2024 · Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesu, make it stop! Siegfried Sassoon. Rate:
3 de mai. de 2024 · Come down from heaven to meet me when my breath Chokes, and through drumming shafts of stifling death I stumble toward escape, to find the door Opening on
Há 4 dias · Reconciliation. When you are standing at your hero 's grave, Or near some homeless village where he died, Remember, through your heart 's rekindling pride, The German soldiers who were loyal and brave. Men fought like brutes; and hideous things were done; And you have nourished hatred, harsh and blind. But in that Golgotha perhaps you'll find.
23 de mai. de 2024 · Base Details. And speed glum heroes up the line to death. Reading the Roll of Honour. “ Poor young chap,”. Yes, we've lost heavily in this last scrap.”. I'd toddle safely home and die-in bed. If I were fierce, and bald, and short of breath, I'd live with scarlet Majors at the Base, And speed glum heroes up the line to death. You'd see me ...
Há 5 dias · Survivors. Have caused their stammering, disconnected talk. Of glorious war that shatter'd all their pride …. Children, with eyes that hate you, broken and mad. Oct. 1917. No doubt they'll soon get well; the shock and strain Have caused their stammering, disconnected talk. Of course they're “longing to go out again,”- Thes.
