The Linnet's Wings The Sorrow - Page 84

The Linnet´s Wings still singing. Everyone's voice was suddenly lifted; And beauty came like the setting sun: The military day ends with the bugle call, Sunset also known as Retreat. In the trenches there was little respite, or sleep even at night and Sassoon was known for his night raids. They all longed for rest and the final retreat. When Sassoon writes, My heart was shaken with tears; and horror Drifted away … despite the punctuation here, as a page poem one sees tears; and horror on the same line and it echoes his 1917 statement: I have seen and endured the sufferings of the troops. For no good reason, they had drifted into