Siegfried Sassoon

(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

Siegfried Sassoon Poems

1. Christ And The Soldier 11/25/2014
2. The Road 3/31/2010
3. In An Underground Dressing Station 3/31/2010
4. Sporting Acquaintances 3/31/2010
5. The Rear-Guard 3/31/2010
6. The Portrait 3/31/2010
7. The Road To Ruin 3/31/2010
8. Ex-Service 3/31/2010
9. Solar Eclipse 3/31/2010
10. The Redeemer 3/31/2010
11. Today 1/3/2003
12. Prelude: The Troops 3/31/2010
13. To Leonide Massine In ‘cleopatra’ 1/3/2003
14. The Goldsmith 1/3/2003
15. Microcosmos 3/31/2010
16. The Triumph 3/31/2010
17. Grandeur Of Ghosts 3/31/2010
18. Before Day 3/31/2010
19. Villon 1/3/2003
20. South Wind 1/3/2003
21. Invocation 1/3/2003
22. Sassoon's Public Statement Of Defiance 3/31/2010
23. The Working Party 1/3/2003
24. The Hawthorn Tree 1/3/2003
25. Goblin Revel 1/3/2003
26. Thrushes 1/3/2003
27. What The Captain Said At The Point-To-Point 1/3/2003
28. The Fathers 1/3/2003
29. Joy-Bells 1/3/2003
30. Twelve Months After 1/3/2003
31. The Heritage 1/3/2003
32. Because We Are Going 3/31/2010
33. Morning-Land 1/3/2003
34. On Passing The New Menin Gate 3/31/2010
35. Storm And Sunlight 1/3/2003
36. Dream-Forest 1/3/2003
37. The Investiture 1/3/2003
38. Fancy Dress 1/3/2003
39. The Redeemer 1/3/2003
40. Wonderment 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Siegfried Sassoon

Suicide In The Trenches

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

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The Hawthorn Tree

Not much to me is yonder lane
Where I go every day;
But when there’s been a shower of rain
And hedge-birds whistle gay,
I know my lad that’s out in France
With fearsome things to see
Would give his eyes for just one glance
At our white hawthorn tree.

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