It's my single favourite Sassoon poem (as I think I said this time last year); I remember setting it and 'The General' (also Sassoon) to music at school.
(Fortunately, I think the music is lost. Sondheim I am not.)
Our brave and best stood tall and proud, Marched straight and true the war field bound. The training, the strength all come for this, Their aim runs true, they do not miss.
Their youth they gave, then blood, then life, They left their children, their home, their wife, To keep us safe, they went to die, We will remember they eternal lie.
Told to go, to fight, to bleed, Defending us in time of need They did not waver, they did not yield, Now all just poppies upon a field.
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(Fortunately, I think the music is lost. Sondheim I am not.)
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Marched straight and true the war field bound.
The training, the strength all come for this,
Their aim runs true, they do not miss.
Their youth they gave, then blood, then life,
They left their children, their home, their wife,
To keep us safe, they went to die,
We will remember they eternal lie.
Told to go, to fight, to bleed,
Defending us in time of need
They did not waver, they did not yield,
Now all just poppies upon a field.
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