Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DIED OF WOUNDS, by SIEGFRIED SASSOON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: His wet white face and miserable eyes Last Line: And some slight wound lay smiling on the bed. Subject(s): Mourning; Soldiers; Soldiers' Writings; World War I; Bereavement; First World War | ||||||||
HIS wet white face and miserable eyes Brought nurses to him more than groans and sighs: But hoarse and low and rapid rose and fell His troubled voice: he did the business well. The ward grew dark; but he was still complaining And calling out for 'Dickie'. 'Curse the Wood! 'It's time to go. O Christ, and what's the good? 'We'll never take it, and it's always raining.' I wondered where he'd been; then heard him shout, 'They snipe like hell! O Dickie, don't go out... I fell asleep ... Next morning he was dead; And some Slight Wound lay smiling on the bed. | 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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