"I cannot quite remember.... There were five Dropt dead beside me in the trench -- and three Whispered their dying messages to me...." Back from the trenches, more dead than alive, Stone-deaf and dazed, and with a broken knee, He hobbled slowly, muttering vacantly: "I cannot quite remember.... There were five Dropt dead beside me in the trench, and three Whispered their dying messages to me.... "Their friends are waiting, wondering how they thrive -- Waiting a word in silence patiently.... But what they said, or who their friends may be "I cannot quite remember.... There were five Dropt dead beside me in the trench, -- and three Whispered their dying messages to me...." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ON THE DAY OF THE DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM BY TITUS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 25 by PHILIP SIDNEY SONG OF THE PILGRIMS [SEPTEMBER 16, 1620] by THOMAS COGSWELL UPHAM |