 I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even with truths that lie too deep for taint. I would have poured my spirit without stint, But not through wounds, not on the cess of war Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were. I am the enemy you...  The Theosophical Quarterly - Page 561921Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | Edith Sitwell - 1919 - 112 pages
...world Into vain citadels that are not walled. Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now. . . . EDITOR'S NOTE — This poem was found among the author's papers. It ends on this strange note.... | |
 | Marguerite Wilkinson - 1919 - 502 pages
...sweet wells, Even with truths that lie too deep for taint. I would have poured my spirit without stint Foreheads of men have bled where no wounds were. I...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now . . ." Wilfred Owen EVERY THING Since man has been articulate, Mechanical, improvidently wise, (Servant... | |
 | Sir John Collings Squire - 1921 - 496 pages
...men have bled where no wounds were. I am the enemy you killed, my friend. I knew you in this death : for so you frowned Yesterday through me as you jabbed...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now JOSEPH PLUNKETT Born 1887. Executed after the Easter Week Rising, 1916. I SEE HIS BLOOD UPON THE ROSE... | |
 | Marguerite Wilkinson - 1922 - 516 pages
...world Into vain citadels that are not walled. Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now . . ." Wilfred Owen EVERY THING Since man has been articulate, Mechanical, improvidently wise, (Servant... | |
 | Thomas Caldwell - 1922 - 432 pages
...clogged their chariot-wheels I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even with truths that be too deep for taint. I would have poured my spirit...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now. . . ." ARCHIBALD Mc.LEISH MORITURI 1917 Not as Ulysses, overwise with age, Shall we sail out beyond... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1923 - 706 pages
...world Into vain citadels that are not walled. Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels, I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now ..." ARMS AND THE BOY Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade How cold steel is, and keen with hunger... | |
 | Harriet Monroe, Alice Corbin Henderson - 1923 - 708 pages
...world Into vain citadels that are not walled. Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels, I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now . . ." ARMS AND THE BOY Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade How cold steel is, and keen with hunger... | |
 | Jessie Belle Rittenhouse - 1924 - 308 pages
...world Into vain citadels that are not walled. Then, when much blood had clogged their chariotwheels, I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now. ..." APOLOGIA PRO POEMATE MEO I, TOO, saw God through mud — The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches... | |
 | 1924 - 136 pages
...men have bled where no wounds were. I am the enemy you killed, my friend. I knew you in this death ; for so you frowned Yesterday through me as you jabbed...but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now. . . ." BULGE ET DECORUM EST X BENT double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like... | |
 | 1924 - 128 pages
...were. I am the enemy you killed, my friend. I knew you in this death ; for so you frowned YesTterday through me as you jabbed and killed. I parried ; but my hands were loath and cold. Let us sleep now. ..." DULCE ET DECORUM EST BENT double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags,... | |
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