From the Front Trench Poetry
From the Front Trench Poetry
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102 FROM THE FRONT But on you charge. You see the fellows fall; Your pal was by your side, fair fighting-mad ; You turn to him, and lo ! no pal at all ; You wonder vaguely if he's copped it bad. But on you charge. The heavens vomit death; And vicious death is besoming the ground. You're blind with sweat; you're dazed, and out of breath, And though you yell, you cannot hear a sound. But on you charge. Oh, War's a rousing game ! Around you smoky clouds like ogres tower; The earth is roweled deep ...with spurs of flame, And on your helmet stones and ashes shower. But on you charge. It's odd ! You have no fear. Machine-gun bullets whip and lash your path ; Red, yellow, black and smoky giants rear; The shrapnel rips, the heavens roar in wrath. But on you charge. Barbed wire all trampled down.
WOUNDED 103 The ground all gored and rent as by a blast; Grim heaps of gray where once were heaps of brown ; A ragged ditch — the Hun first line at last. All smashed to hell. Their second right ahead, So on you charge.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
102 FROM THE FRONT But on you charge. You see the fellows fall; Your pal was by your side, fair fighting-mad ; You turn to him, and lo ! no pal at all ; You wonder vaguely if he's copped it bad. But on you charge. The heavens vomit death; And vicious death is besoming the ground. You're blind with sweat; you're dazed, and out of breath, And though you yell, you cannot hear a sound. But on you charge. Oh, War's a rousing game ! Around you smoky clouds like ogres tower; The earth is roweled deep ...with spurs of flame, And on your helmet stones and ashes shower. But on you charge. It's odd ! You have no fear. Machine-gun bullets whip and lash your path ; Red, yellow, black and smoky giants rear; The shrapnel rips, the heavens roar in wrath. But on you charge. Barbed wire all trampled down.
WOUNDED 103 The ground all gored and rent as by a blast; Grim heaps of gray where once were heaps of brown ; A ragged ditch — the Hun first line at last. All smashed to hell. Their second right ahead, So on you charge.
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You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by C E Clarence Edward Andrews to read onlineMoreLess
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