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The plunging limbers over the shattered track	A
Racketed with their rusty freight	B
Stuck out like many crowns of thorns	C
And the rusty stakes like sceptres old	D
To stay the flood of brutish men	E
Upon our brothers dear	F
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The wheels lurched over sprawled dead	G
But pained them not though their bones crunched	H
Their shut mouths made no moan	I
They lie there huddled friend and foeman	I
Man born of man and born of woman	I
And shells go crying over them	J
From night till night and now	I
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Earth has waited for them	J
All the time of their growth	K
Fretting for their decay	L
Now she has them at last	M
In the strength of her strength	N
Suspended stopped and held	O
	-
What fierce imaginings their dark souls lit	P
Earth Have they gone into you	Q
Somewhere they must have gone	I
And flung on your hard back	A
Is their souls' sack	A
Emptied of God ancestralled essences	C
Who hurled them out Who hurled	R
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None saw their spirits' shadow shake the grass	C
Or stood aside for the half used life to pass	C
Out of those doomed nostrils and the doomed mouth	S
When the swift iron burning bee	T
Drained the wild honey of their youth	U
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What of us who flung on the shrieking pyre	V
Walk our usual thoughts untouched	W
Our lucky limbs as on ichor fed	G
Immortal seeming ever	V
Perhaps when the flames beat loud on us	C
A fear may choke in our veins	C
And the startled blood may stop	X
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The air is loud with death	Y
The dark air spurts with fire	V
The explosions ceaseless are	Z
Timelessly now some minutes past	M
These dead strode time with vigorous life	A2
Till the shrapnel called an end	B2
But not to all In bleeding pangs	C
Some borne on stretchers dreamed of home	C2
Dear things war blotted from their hearts	C
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A man's brains splattered on	I
A stretcher bearer's face	C
His shook shoulders slipped their load	D2
But when they bent to look again	I
The drowning soul was sunk too deep	E2
For human tenderness	C
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They left this dead with the older dead	G
Stretched at the cross roads	C
Burnt black by strange decay	L
Their sinister faces lie	F2
The lid over each eye	F2
The grass and coloured clay	L
More motion have than they	L
Joined to the great sunk silences	C
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Here is one not long dead	G
His dark hearing caught our far wheels	C
And the choked soul stretched weak hands	C
To reach the living word the far wheels said	G
The blood dazed intelligence beating for light	G2
Crying through the suspense of the far torturing wheels	C
Swift for the end to break	H2
Or the wheels to break	H2
Cried as the tide of the world broke over his sight	G2
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Will they come Will they ever come	I2
Even as the mixed hoofs of the mules	C
The quivering bellied mules	C
And the rushing wheels all mixed	J2
With his tortured upturned sight	G2
So we crashed round the bend	B2
We heard his weak scream	K2
We heard his very last sound	L2
And our wheels grazed his dead face	C

Isaac Rosenberg

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