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Charles Sorley

Charles Sorley, "Barbury Camp"

Barbury Camp We burrowed night and day with tools of lead,Heaped the bank up and cast it in a ringAnd hurled the earth above. And Caesar said,“Why, it is excellent. I like the thing.”We, who are dead,Made it, and wrought, … Continue reading

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Charles Sorley, "Such, Such Is Death"

Such, Such Is Death Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat:Only an empty pail, a slate rubbed clean,A merciful putting away of what has been. And this we know: Death is not Life, effete,Life crushed, the broken pail. We … Continue reading

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Charles Sorley, "When you see millions of the mouthless dead"

When you see millions of the mouthless dead Across your dreams in pale battalions go, Say not soft things as other men have said, That you’ll remember. For you need not so. Give them not praise. For, deaf, how should … Continue reading

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Charles Sorley, "To Germany"

To Germany You are blind like us. Your hurt no man designed,And no man claimed the conquest of your land.But gropers both through fields of thought confinedWe stumble and we do not understand.You only saw your future bigly planned,And we, … Continue reading

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Charles Sorley, "Such, Such Is Death"

Such, Such Is Death Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat:Only an empty pail, a slate rubbed clean,A merciful putting away of what has been. And this we know: Death is not Life, effete,Life crushed, the broken pail. We … Continue reading

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Charles Sorley, "A Letter From the Trenches to a School Friend"

A Letter From the Trenches to a School Friend I have not brought my OdysseyWith me here across the sea;But you’ll remember, when I sayHow, when they went down Sparta way,To sandy Sparta, long ere dawnHorses were harnessed, rations drawn,Equipment … Continue reading

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Charles Sorley, "All the Hills and Vales Along"

All the Hills and Vales Along All the hills and vales along Earth is bursting into song, And the singers are the chaps Who are going to die perhaps. O sing, marching men, Till the valleys ring again. Give your … Continue reading

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