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Combined Poem of Two Siegfried Sassoon Poems

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Night, with a gust of wind, was in the ward,
I wish there'd be a thunder-storm to-night.

Glinting among the wraiths of wandering cloud,
With bucketsful of water to sluice the dark,
Lipped by the inward, moonless waves of death.

And it's been proved that soldiers don't go mad.

Then, far away, the thudding of the guns,
There must be crowds of ghosts among the trees,
Through crimson gloom to darkness; and forgot
Those whispering guns—O Christ, I want to go out.

He stirred, shifting his body; then the pain,
And in the breathless air outside the house,
Silence and safety; and the veils of sleep,
You're quiet and peaceful, summering safe at home,
And there was silence in the summer night.

Draw a deep breath; stop thinking; count fifteen,
Speak to him; rouse him; you may save him yet,
I tell you all the wisdom of the world,
But death replied: 'I choose him.' So he went,
Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth.
As an exercise in a high school English class, my classmates and I were to team up, choose a poet of the world war one era, pick two of his/her poems, and combine them to create a different poem and meaning that the two used.

The two poems by Sassoon are "Repression of War Experience" ([link])
and "The Death-Bed" ([link])

March 9, 2009
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