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Siegfried Sassoon's Poetry, by first line

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  • Everyone suddenly burst out singing;
    And I was filled with such delight
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land,
    Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows.
    14 lines
  • Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter's night,
    (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight)
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Have you forgotten yet?...
    For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days,
    23 lines, 1 comment
  • Groping along the tunnel, step by step,
    He winked his prying torch with patching glare
    25 lines, 2 comments
  • If I were fierce, and bald, and short of breath
    I'd live with scarlet Majors at the Base,
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • In me, past, present, future meet
    To hold long chiding conference.
    12 lines
  • We’d gained our first objective hours before
    While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes,
    41 lines
  • Lost in the swamp and welter of the pit,
    He flounders off the duck-boards; only he knows
    14 lines
  • Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain,
    Shivered below his wind-whipped olive-trees;
    14 lines
  • He drowsed and was aware of silence heaped
    Round him, unshaken as the steadfast walls;
    42 lines
  • AT dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun
    In the wild purple of the glow'ring sun,
    13 lines
  • Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep;
    It was past twelve on a mid-winter night,
    36 lines
  • Evening was in the wood, louring with storm.
    A time of drought had sucked the weedy pool
    43 lines
  • Four days the earth was rent and torn
    By bursting steel,
    15 lines
  • Tossed on the glittering air they soar and skim,
    Whose voices make the emptiness of light
    10 lines
  • When you are standing at your hero’s grave,
    Or near some homeless village where he died,
    8 lines
  • Return to greet me, colours that were my joy,
    Not in the woeful crimson of men slain,
    16 lines
  • To these I turn, in these I trust;
    Brother Lead and Sister Steel.
    12 lines, 5 comments
  • ‘FALL in! Now get a move on.’ (Curse the rain.)
    We splash away along the straggling village,
    23 lines
  • ‘Pass it along, the wiring party’s going out’—
    And yawning sentries mumble, ‘Wirers going out.’
    15 lines
  • Hullo! here’s my platoon, the lot I had last year.
    ‘The war’ll be over soon.’
    15 lines, 1 comment
  • Dim, gradual thinning of the shapeless gloom
    Shudders to drizzling daybreak that reveals
    28 lines
  • Shaken from sleep, and numbed and scarce awake,
    Out in the trench with three hours’ watch to take,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Splashing along the boggy woods all day,
    And over brambled hedge and holding clay,
    14 lines
  • Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you’d say,
    Because I’d like to know that you’re all right.
    44 lines
  • He's got a Blighty wound. He’s safe; and then
    War’s fine and bold and bright.
    14 lines
  • No doubt they’ll soon get well; the shock and strain
    Have caused their stammering, disconnected talk.
    11 lines, 4 comments
  • When I’m asleep, dreaming and lulled and warm,—
    They come, the homeless ones, the noiseless dead.
    13 lines
  • I found him in the guard-room at the Base.
    From the blind darkness I had heard his crying
    10 lines
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