12-19-2005, 05:59 AM
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Husband of Seamaiden
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This does it for me, Siegfried Sassoon's "Dreamers", when the second stanza starts, the tone of the language changes, even if you are reading it in your head. Powerfull stuff!
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Soldiers are citizens of death’s grey land,
Drawing no dividend from time’s to-morrows.
In the great hour of destiny they stand,
Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows.
Soldiers are sworn to action; they must win
Some flaming, fatal climax with their lives.
Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin
They think of firelit homes, clean beds and wives.
I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats,
And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain,
Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats,
And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train.
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I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
- Job 30:29
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