Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HAWTHORN TREE, by SIEGFRIED SASSOON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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