Poems by Siegfried Sassoon
Repression of War Experience
... and yet You sit and gnaw your nails, and let your pipe out, ...
Secret Music
... To the worlds end I went, and found ...
A Letter Home
... (To Robert Graves) I Here I'm sitting in the gloom ...
Limitations
... and the sun Will strike the old flaming wonder from the waters ...
Idyll
... Not from the past youll come, but from that deep ...
Died of Wounds
... Well never take it, and its always raining ...
The Death-Bed
... then the pain Leapt like a prowling beast, and gripped and tore ...
Aftermath
... ... Look up, and swear by the green of the spring that you'll never forget ...
Slumber-Song
... Through drowned and glimmering colour, Time shall be ...
What the Captain Said at the Point-to-Point
... But we finished full of running, and quite sound: ...
Blighters
... Were sure the Kaiser loves our dear old Tanks! Id like to see a Tank come down the stalls, ...
Attack
... Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud ...
Wisdom
... And dream, The worlds my field, and Im the lark, ...
Memorial Tablet
... Two bleeding years I fought in France, for Squire: ...
Wirers
... Stride hither and thither, whispering, tripped by clutching snare ...
