Generation (1917), A
250
Gethsemane 130
Ghosts crying down the vistas of the years, 255
Girl to Soldier on Leave 174
God heard the embattled nations sing and shout 19
Going Back 179
Greater Love 93
Grotesque 67
Halted against the shade of a last hill,
133
Happy boy, happy boy, 25
Happy is England Now 12
Have you forgotten yet?… 267
‘Have you news of my boy Jack?’ 164
He drowsed and was aware of silence heaped 220
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, 252
He’s gone, and all our plans 97
Head to limp head, the sunk-eyed wounded scanned 211
Headquarters 120
Here lies a clerk who half his life had spent 154
Here on the blind verge of infinity 88
‘Hi-diddle-diddle 162
High Wood 257
His Mate 162
Home Service 170
Hospital Sanctuary 209
How still this quiet cornfield is to-night! 8
Hugh Selwyn Mauberley: V 248
I am banished from the patient men who fight
79
I could not look on Death, which being known, 162
‘I don’t want to be a soldier’ 26
I don’t want to be a soldier, 26
‘I have a rendezvous with Death’ 105
I have a rendezvous with Death 105
I have been young, and now am not too old; 231
I have borne my cross through Flanders, 232
I have come to the borders of sleep, 103
I hear the tinkling of the cattle bell, 75
I knew a man, he was my chum, 98
‘I looked up from my writing’ 195
I looked up from my writing, 195
I love you, great new Titan! 24
I love you – Titan lover, 174
I saw, 190
I saw the bodies of earth’s men 132
I saw the people climbing up the street 186
I see a farmer walking by himself 202
I shall be mad if you get smashed about; 114
I strayed about the deck, an hour, to-night 45
I, too, saw God through mud – 81
‘I tracked a dead man down a trench’ 110
I tracked a dead man down a trench, 110
‘I want to go home’ 166
I want to go home, 166
I was wrong, quite wrong; 151
I wonder if the old cow died or not? 113
‘I wore a tunic’ 180
I wore a tunic, 180
‘I’m sorry I done it, Major.’ 163
If any question why we died, 245
If I should die, think only this of me: 108
If it were not for England, who would bear 36
If We Return 167
If we return, will England be 167
If ye Forget 269
If you should die, think only this of me 109
Illusions 59
In A Soldiers’ Hospital I: Pluck 207
In A Soldiers’ Hospital II: Gramophone Tunes 208
In all his glory the sun was high and glowing 277
In Barracks 37
In bitter London’s heart of stone, 176
In cities and in hamlets we were born, 274
In Flanders Fields 155
In Flanders fields the poppies blow 155
In Memoriam Private D. Sutherland killed in
Action in the German Trench, May 16, 1916,
and the Others who Died 95
In sodden trenches I have heard men speak, 249
In the bleak twilight, when the roads are hoar 239
In the last letter that I had from France 165
In the Trenches 51
In Training 39
Indifferent, flippant, earnest, but all bored, 27
Into Battle 101
It Is Near Toussaints 229
It is near Toussaints, the living and dead will say: 229
It is plain now what you are. Your head has dropped 149
It seemed that it were well to kiss first earth 168
It seemed that out of the battle I escaped 159
It was after the Somme, our line was quieter, 64
It’s a Queer Time 127
It’s hard to know if you’re alive or dead 127
Kiss, The
31
Ladies and gentlemen, this is High Wood,
257
‘Lads, you’re wanted, go and help,’ 22
Lamplight 261
Last Post, The 38
Let me forget – Let me forget, 269
Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade 32
Let the foul Scene proceed: 6
Let us remember Spring will come again 204
Lights Out 103
Louse Hunting 68
Marching Men
43
Marionettes, The 6
May, 1915 204
Memorial Tablet 244
Memory, A 145
Men Fade Like Rocks 256
‘Men Who March Away’ 41
Mental Cases 218
Midnight Skaters, The 270
Moonrise over Battlefield 61
Mother, The 109
Move him into the sun – 54
My Boy Jack 164
My Company 83
My son was killed while laughing at some jest. I
would I knew 194
My soul, dread not the pestilence that hags 224
Nameless Men
92
Navigators, The 132
Next War, The 272
Night shatters in mid-heaven: the bark of guns, 185
1914: Peace 11
1914: Safety 29
1914: The Dead 156
1914: The Dead 157
1914: The Soldier 108
Not that we are weary, 51
Not to Keep 178
Not yet will those measureless fields be green again 237
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, 11
Now light the candles; one; two; there’s a moth; 214
‘Now that you too must shortly go the way’ 30
Now that you too must shortly go the way 30
Now we can say of those who died unsung, 227
Nudes, stark and glistening, 68
O how comely it was and how reviving
69
O living pictures of the dead, 192
On Passing the New Menin Gate 247
On Receiving the First News of the War 5
On Somme 125
‘On the idle hill of summer’ 1
On the idle hill of summer 1
One got peace of heart at last, the dark march over, 66
Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us… 55
‘Out of the Mouths of Babes –’ 243
Out of the smoke of men’s wrath, 129
Over the flat slope of St. Eloi 58
Paris, November 11, 1918
228
Pavement, The 176
Peace (1914: Peace) 11
Peace Celebration 227
Picnic 197
Picture-Show 258
Poem: Abbreviated from the Conversation of Mr. T. E. H. 58
Poets are Waiting, The 17
Portrait of a Coward 206
Preparations for Victory 224
Prisoners 161
Private, A 153
Question, The
113
Ragtime(Wilfrid Gibson)
182
Ragtime(Osbert Sitwell) 183
Recalling War 263
Recruiting 22
Red lips are not so red 93
Redeemer, The 62
Remember, on your knees, 184
Report on Experience 231
Repression of War Exper
ience 214
Reserve 173
Retreat(Youth in Arms III: Retreat) 137
Returning, We Hear The Larks 65
Rise up, rise up, 20
Rock-like the souls of men 256
Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector 28
Safety(1914: Safety)
29
Saints have adored the lofty soul of you. 106
Send-off, The 44
Serenade 64
Servitude(Sonnets 1917: Servitude) 36
Shell, The 123
Shining pins that dart and click 189
Shrieking its message the flying death 123
Sick Leave 172
Silence, The 239
Silent One, The 60
Since Rose a classic taste possessed, 212
Smile, Smile, Smile 211
Snow is a strange white word; 5
So you were David’s father, 95
Socks 189
Soldier(Youth in Arms II: Soldier) 40
Soldier, The(1914: The Soldier) 108
Soldier Addresses His Body, The 114
Soldier: Twentieth Century 24
Soliloquy II 151
Sombre the night is: 65
Song of the Dark Ages 35
Sonnets 1917: Servitude 36
Sower, The 74
Spring Offensive 133
Squire nagged and bullied till I went to fight, 244
Strange Hells 254
Strange Meeting 159
Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat: 106
Suddenly into the still air burst thudding 125
Superfluous Woman, The 255
Survivor Comes Home, The 171
That is not war – oh it hurts! I am lame.
137
That night your great guns, unawares, 2
The barrack-square, washed clean with rain, 37
The battery grides and jingles, 116
The Bishop tells us: ‘When the boys come back 205
The bugler sent a call of high romance – 38
The darkness crumbles away – 48
The floors are slippery with blood: 193
The Garden called Gethsemane 130
The hop-poles stand in cones, 270
The hours have tumbled their leaden, monotonous sands 28
The House is crammed: tier beyond tier they grin 181
The hush begins. Nothing is heard 241
The lamps glow here and there, then echo down 183
The long war had ended. 272
The men that worked for England 245
The naked earth is warm with Spring, 101
The night falls over London. City and sky 4
The night is still and the air is keen, 126
The night turns slowly round, 179
The plunging limbers over the shattered track 146
The rain is slipping, dripping down the street; 187
The Town has opened to the sun. 122
The wind is cold and heavy 39
There are strange Hells within the minds War made 254
There died a myriad, 248
There is not anything more wonderful 12
There was a time that’s gone 250
There was a water dump there, and regimental 70
There was no sound at all, no crying in the village, 145
There’s the girl who clips your ticket for the train, 169
‘Therefore is the name of it called Babel’ 76
These are the damned circles Dante trod, 67
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, 157
These, in the day when heaven was falling, 246
‘They’ 205
They gave me this name like their nature, 80
They sent him back to her. The letter came 178
This is no case of petty Right or Wrong 15
This is no case of petty right or wrong 15
This ploughman dead in battle slept out of doors 153
Though you desire me I will still feign sleep 173
Through long nursery nights he stood 216
Through the long ward the gramophone 208
Tired with dull grief, grown old before my day, 259
To a Conscript of 1940 275
To Germany 16
To his Love 97
To these I turn, in these I trust; 31
To what God 17
To you who’d read my songs of War 150
Trench Poets 98
Trenches in the moonlight, allayed with lulling moonlight 59
True he’d have fought to death if the Germans came – 206
Trumpet, The 20
Two children in my garden playing found 243
Two Fusiliers 230
Two Sonnets 106
Under the level winter sky
43
Veteran, The
213
Vlamertinghe: Passing the Chateau, July, 1917 72
Volunteer, The 154
War
77
War and Peace 249
War Books 265
War Film, A 190
War Films, The 192
War Generation: Ave, The 274
War Girls 169
‘We are Fred Karno’s army’ 34
We are Fred Karno’s army, we are the ragtime infantry. 34
We ate our breakfast lying on our backs, 50
We came upon him sitting in the sun, 213
We digged our trenches on the down 35
We lay and ate sweet hurt-berries 197
We marched, and saw a company of Canadians 78
We planned to shake the world together, you and I 261
We’d gained our first objective hours before 135
We’re here 57
‘We’re here because we’re here’ 57
What did they expect of our toil and extreme 265
What of the faith and fire within us 41
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? 131
When I’m asleep, dreaming and lulled and warm, – 172
‘When this bloody war is over’ 222
When this bloody war is over, 222
When you have lost your all in a world’s upheaval, 209
‘When you see millions of the mouthless dead’ 158
When you see millions of the dead 158
Where war has left its wake of whitened bone, 77
Who are these? Why sit they here in twilight? 218
Who died on the wires, and hung there, one of two – 60
Who will remember, passing through this Gate, 247
Who’s for the trench – 21
Wife and Country 173
Winter Warfare 53
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, 235
Woodbine Willie 80
You are blind like us. Your hurt no man designed,
16
You became 83
Youth in Arms I 25
Youth in Arms II: Soldier 40
Youth in Arms III: Retreat 137
Youth in Arms IV: Carrion 149
Zeppelins
186
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