Wider Reading Poetry Quotes

Frage	Antworten
The Call, Jessie Pope	Who's for the khaki suit, are you my laddie? who longs to charge and shoot, do you my laddie? who's keen to get fit, who means to show some grit, and who'd rather wait a bit - would you, my laddie?
The Soldier, Rupert Brooke	If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is forever england
The Dug-out, Siegfried Sassoon	You are too young to sleep for ever; and when you sleep you remind me of the dead
In Flanders Fields, John McCrae	In Flanders fields the poppies blow between the crosses row on row that mark our place and in the sky the larks still bravely singing fly
High Wood, Phillip Johnstone	The famous spot which in Nineteen-Sixteen, July, August and September was the scene Of long and bitterly contested strife, By reason of its High commanding site. Observe the effect of shell-fire in the trees Standing and fallen; here is wire; this trench For months inhabited, twelve times changed hands; (They soon fall in), used later as a grave.

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