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“Grabinschrift im Sternwald 1914”

Grabinschrift im Sternwald 1914 Es ruhen in diesem Grabe vier, Nimm auf sie Herr zu Dir. Sie sind vom Leibregiment, Das weder Furcht noch Feigheit kennt. Es waren vier tapf’re Helden, Laß ihnen nichts entgelten. Sie taten treulich ihre Pflicht … Continue reading

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“A Subaltern,” Siegfried Sassoon

A Subaltern He turned to me with his kind, sleepy gaze And fresh face slowly brightening to the grin That sets my memory back to summer days, With twenty runs to make, and last man in. He told me he’d … Continue reading

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“A Working Party,” Siegfried Sassoon

A Working Party Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched against the walls With hands that pawed the sodden bags of chalk. He couldn’t see the man … Continue reading

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“San Martino del Carso,” Giuseppe Ungaretti

San Martino del Carso Valloncello dell’Albero Isolato il 27 agosto 1916 Di queste case non è rimasto che qualche brandello di muro Di tanti che mi corrispondevano non è rimasto neppure tanto Ma nel cuore nessuna croce manca E’ il … Continue reading

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“The Debt,” Edward Verrall Lucas

The Debt No more old England will they see– Those men who’ve died for you and me. So lone and cold they lie; but we, We still have life; we still may greet Our pleasant friends in home and street; … Continue reading

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“Wache,” August Stramm

Wache Das Turmkreuz schrickt ein Stern Der Gaul schnappt Rauch Eisen klirrt verschlafen Nebel streichen Schauer Starren Frösteln Frösteln Streicheln Raunen Du! –August Stramm

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“Antwerp,” Ford Madox Hueffer

Antwerp I Gloom! An October like November; August a hundred thousand hours, And all September, A hundred thousand, dragging sunlit days, And half October like a thousand years … And doom! That then was Antwerp … In the name of … Continue reading

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“The Jewish Conscript,” Florence Kiper Frank

The Jewish Conscript There are nearly a quarter of a million Jews in the Czar’s army alone. –Newspaper clipping. They have dressed me up in a soldier’s dress, With a rifle in my hand, And have sent me bravely forth … Continue reading

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“Song of the Red Cross,” Eden Phillpotts

Song of the Red Cross O gracious ones, we bless your name Upon our bended knee; The voice of love with tongue of flame Records your charity. Your hearts, your lives right willingly ye gave, That sacred ruth might shine; … Continue reading

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“The Fallen Subaltern,” Herbert Asquith

The Fallen Subaltern The starshells float above, the bayonets glisten; We bear our fallen friend without a sound; Below the waiting legions lie and listen To us, who march upon their burial-ground. Wound in the flag of England, here we … Continue reading

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