Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE HAWTHORN TREE, by SIEGFRIED SASSOON



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First Line: Not much to me is yonder lane
Last Line: Until I've heard he's dead.
Subject(s): Soldiers' Writings; World War I; First World War


NOT much to me is yonder lane
Where I go every day;
But when there's been a shower of rain
And hedge-birds whistle gay,
I know my lad that's out in France
With fearsome things to see
Would give his eyes for just one glance
At our white hawthorn tree.

Not much to me is yonder lane
Where he so longs to tread:
But when there's been a shower of rain
I think I'll never weep again
Until I've heard he's dead.






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