Siegfried Sassoon

(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

Siegfried Sassoon Poems

121. The Hawthorn Tree 1/3/2003
122. The Heritage 1/3/2003
123. The Hero 3/31/2010
124. The Imperfect Lover 1/3/2003
125. The Investiture 1/3/2003
126. The Kiss 1/3/2003
127. The Last Meeting 1/3/2003
128. The One-Legged Man 1/3/2003
129. The Poet As Hero 1/3/2003
130. The Portrait 3/31/2010
131. The Rear-Guard 3/31/2010
132. The Rear-Guard 1/3/2003
133. The Redeemer 1/3/2003
134. The Redeemer 3/31/2010
135. The Road 3/31/2010
136. The Road 1/3/2003
137. The Road To Ruin 3/31/2010
138. The Tombstone-Maker 1/3/2003
139. The Triumph 3/31/2010
140. The Troops 1/3/2003
141. The Working Party 1/3/2003
142. Their Frailty 1/3/2003
143. 'They' 1/3/2003
144. Thrushes 1/3/2003
145. To A Childless Woman 1/3/2003
146. To A Very Wise Man 1/3/2003
147. To Any Dead Officer 1/3/2003
148. To His Dead Body 1/3/2003
149. To Leonide Massine In ‘cleopatra’ 1/3/2003
150. To My Brother 1/3/2003
151. To Victory 1/3/2003
152. Today 1/3/2003
153. Together 1/3/2003
154. Tree And Sky 1/3/2003
155. Trench Duty 1/3/2003
156. Twelve Months After 1/3/2003
157. Two Hundred Years After 1/3/2003
158. Villon 1/3/2003
159. Vision 1/3/2003
160. What The Captain Said At The Point-To-Point 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 General

‘Good-morning; good-morning!’ the General said
When we met him last week on our way to the line.
Now the soldiers he smiled at are most of ’em dead,
And we’re cursing his staff for incompetent swine.
‘He’s a cheery old card,’ grunted Harry to Jack
As they slogged up to Arras with rifle and pack.

. . . .
But he did for them both by his plan of attack.

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