A. P. Herbert Poems

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71.
This Is Bushido

This is Bushido. These are they
Who show the West a nobler way.
Do you remember, long ago,
When earthquakes crumpled Tokyo?
We passed the plate, we filled our caps
With hard-won pennies for the Japs.
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72.
Any Englishman To His Son

My lad, I like America a lot,
And she can give us much we haven't got.
By all means speak like some Chicago tough
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73.
Berlin

{To a Bishop)
I do not 'gloat'. But when I see
What they have done to all mankind,
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74.
Little Ships

The big ships are short—and the big ships are busy:
A continent is hungry and the high hopes fail.
But here's Mr. Waterman, here's the little Lizzie,
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75.
Southern Counties

No bangs at night? No terrors in the air?
No neighbours dead—or buried—in the dawn?
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76.
From The Dug-Out; A Memory Of Gallipoli

It was my home, not ringed with roses blowing,
Nor set in meadows where cool waters croon;
Parched wastes were round it, and no shade was going,
Nor breath of violets nor song-birds' tune;
Only at times from the adjacent dwelling
Came down with Boreas the quaint, compelling
Scent of the Tenth Platoon.
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77.
Beast Or Brother?

Some call them 'bestial'; but that's unkind:
There is no animal with such a mind.
Some others say: 'They are my brothers still';
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78.
Let Others Move

Come over, Sirs. 'London would like to know
Her Uncle Franklin and her Uncle Joe:
And it might move the Germans even more
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79.
‘frustration'

‘Frustration' is the favourite word —
The quaintest cry I ever heard:
For who can say he lives in vain
While Hitler and his hordes remain?
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80.
Fair Does

The great ships sink — we praise the Navy still.
The bombers fall — we speak no airman ill.
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