You told me, in your drunken—boast… How once you butchered prisoners.… I’m sure you felt no pity while th… Patient and cowed and scared, as p… How did you do them in? Come, don…

Sleepless I listen to the surge a… And drifting roar of the town’s un… Till through quiet falling rain I… Tolling and chiming their brief tu… Day’s midnight end. And from the…

In the grey summer garden I shall… With day—break and the morning hil… There will be rain—wet roses; stir… And down the wood a thrush that wa… Not from the past you’ll come, but…

Observe these blue solemnities of… Offering for the academes of after… A mythologic welkin freaked with w… Listen: one tiny tinkling rivulet Accentuates the super-sultry still…

I’ve listened: and all the sounds… Were music,—wind, and stream, and… With youth who sang from hill to h… I’ve listened: my heart is hungry… I’ve looked: the morning world was…

The barrack—square, washed clean w… Shines wet and wintry—grey and col… Young Fusiliers, strong—legged an… March and wheel and march again. The sun looks over the barrack gat…

There seemed a smell of autumn in… At the bleak end of night; he shiv… In a dank, musty dug—out where he… Legs wrapped in sand—bags,—lumps o… Spattering his face. Dry—mouthed,…

'Jack fell as he’d have wished,' t… And folded up the letter that she’… ‘The Colonel writes so nicely.’ S… In the tired voice that quavered t… She half looked up. ‘We mothers a…

Voices moving about in the quiet h… Thud of feet and a muffled shuttin… Everyone yawning. Only the clocks… Out in the night there’s autumn—sm… Crowded with whispering trees; acr…

Come down from heaven to meet me w… Chokes, and through drumming shaft… I stumble toward escape, to find t… Opening on morn where I may breat… Clear cock—crow airs across some v…

Because the night was falling warm… Upon a golden day at April’s end, I thought; I will go up the hill… To find the face of him that I ha… And speak with him before his ghos…

They threw me from the gates: my m… Was dank with dungeon wetness; my… O’erlaid with marish agues: everyw… Tortured by leaping pangs of frost… So hideous was I that even Lazaru…

Out in the blustering darkness, on… A gleam of stars looks down. Long… The lean Destroyers, level with o… Plunging and stealing, watch the p… Through backward racing seas and c…

‘Pass it along, the wiring party’s… And yawning sentries mumble, ‘Wir… Unravelling; twisting; hammering s… They toil with stealthy haste and… The Boche sends up a flare. Black…