A. P. Herbert Poems

Dear Madam, you have seen this play;
I never saw it till today.
You know the details of the plot,
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Hail, soldier, huddled in the rain,
Hail, soldier, squelching through the mud,
Hail, soldier, sick of dirt and pain,
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From sky to earth for Liberty I fell.
I fought. I won my wings again. Farewell.
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Go slow, you raving ****, go slow,
And do not cut your corners so;
For there's a citizen ahead
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There'll always be a Hitler
Beside the silver Spree
If Germans are such silly sheep
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The doctor took my shirt away;
He did it for the best;
He said, 'It's very cold today,'
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June, gentle June, of whom the crooners croon,
Sweet month of silk, of salmon, and the swoon;
June, what a chance you had—to be your best,
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They took the maid; they took the cook as well:
Mamma said 'Splendid! Give the Germans——!
The two small daughters did the housework now;
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Honour the 'neutral' Irishman with weapons in his hand—
The men who made the Mulberries—the men who hate the Huns.
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Seneca—Solon—Caesar or Cicero—
Take any old and noble name you know,
Denounce the dead, spray poison in the home-
You still will not remind us much of Rome.
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