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45199	Sassoon, Siegfried	The War Poems of Siegfried Sassoon			.txt	text/plain	10136	1063	98	Death will stand grieving in that field of war Who loved his time like any simple chap, Good days of work and sport and homely song; Cowed anger in their eyes, till darkness brims The old horse lifts his face and thanks the light, He thought how slow time went, stamping his feet, The simple, silly things she liked to hear. Of our dead soldiers." Then her face was bowed. And dead men, bloody-fingered from the fight, "O lad that I loved, there is rain on your face, While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes, He thought--"there's things in war one dare not tell And when the war is done and youth stone dead, You know I love to hear how Germans die, Of things like these I love to think Because I'd like to know that you're all right. Rain; he could hear it rustling through the dark;	./cache/45199.txt	./txt/45199.txt