Siegfried Sassoon
Born
in Matfield, Kent, England
September 08, 1886
Died
September 01, 1967
Genre
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The War Poems
153 editions
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published
1919
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Memoirs of an Infantry Officer
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Memoirs of a Fox-Hunting Man
111 editions
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published
1928
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Sherston's Progress
40 editions
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published
1936
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The Complete Memoirs of George Sherston
41 editions
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published
1937
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The Collected Poems of Siegfried Sassoon
15 editions
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published
1961
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Counter-Attack and Other Poems
by
83 editions
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published
1918
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Siegfried's Journey, 1916-1920
24 editions
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published
1945
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Diaries, 1915-1918
by
5 editions
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published
1983
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The War Poets: An Anthology
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published
1988
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“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.
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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.”
― The War Poems
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.”
― The War Poems
“The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn't exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so.”
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“Why do you lie with your legs ungainly huddled,
And one arm bent across your sullen cold
Exhausted face? It hurts my heart to watch you,
Deep-shadow'd from the candle's guttering gold;
And you wonder why I shake you by the shoulder;
Drowsy, you mumble and sigh and turn your head....
You are too young to fall asleep for ever;
And when you sleep you remind me of the dead.”
― The War Poems
And one arm bent across your sullen cold
Exhausted face? It hurts my heart to watch you,
Deep-shadow'd from the candle's guttering gold;
And you wonder why I shake you by the shoulder;
Drowsy, you mumble and sigh and turn your head....
You are too young to fall asleep for ever;
And when you sleep you remind me of the dead.”
― The War Poems
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