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the zonnebeke road by edmund blunden - the war poetry society كلمات أغنية

morning, if this late withered light can claim
some kindred with that merry flame
which the young day was won’t to fling through sp_ce!
agony stares from each grey face
and yet the day is come; stand down! stand down!
your hands unclasp from rifles while you can;
the frost has pierced them to the bended bone?
why see old stevens there, that iron man
melting the ice to shave his grotesque chin!
go ask him,, shall we win?
i never likes this bay, some foolish fear
caught mе the first time that i came hеre;
that dugout fallen in awakes, perhaps
some formless haunting of some corpse’s chaps
true, and wherever we have held the line
there were such corners, seeming_saturnine
for no good cause

- the zonnebeke road by edmund blunden

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