Poems (Classic Reprint) Book

It seemed that out of the battle I escaped Down some profound dull runnel, long since scooped Through granites which Titanic wars had groined. Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned, Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred. Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared With piteous recognition in fixed eyes, Lifting distressful hands as if to bless. And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall'j With a thousand fears that vision's face was grained ; Yet no blood reached there from the upper ground, And no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan. " Strange, friend," I said, " Here is no cause to mourn." " None," said the other, " Save the undone years, The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours, Was my life also ; I went hunting wild After the wildest beauty in the world, Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair, But mocks the steady running of the hour, And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here. For by my glee might many men have laughedTable of Contents Preface, ix; Strange Meeting, i; Greater Love, 3; Apologia pro Poemate Meo, 4; The Show, 6; Mental Cases, 8; Parable of the Old Men and the Young, 9; Arms and the Boy, 10; Anthem for Doomed Youth, 11; The Send-off, 12; Insensibility, 13; Dulce et Decorum est, 15; The Sentry, 16; The Dead-Beat, 17; Exposure, 18; Spring Offensive, 20; The Chances, 22; S I W, 23; Futility, 25; Smile, Smile, Smile, 26 Conscious, 27 A Terre, 28; Wild with all Regrets, 30 Disabled, 32 The End, 34About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhRead More