Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE IMMORTALS, by ISAAC ROSENBERG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I killed them, but they would not die Last Line: But now I call him dirty louse. Subject(s): Soldiers' Writings; World War I; First World War | ||||||||
I killed them, but they would not die. Yea, all the day and all the night For them I could not rest nor sleep, Nor guard from them nor hide in flight! Then In my agony I turned And made my hands red in their gore. In vain -- for faster than I slew They rose more cruel than before. I killed and killed with slaughter mad; I killed till all my strength was gone; And still they rose to torture me, For Devils only die for fun. I used to think the Devil hid In women's smiles and wine's carouse; I called him Satan, Balzebub; But now I call him dirty louse. | 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 A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG |
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