A Mystic As Soldier


Siegfried Sassoon

I lived my days apart,

Dreaming fair songs for God;

By the glory in my heart

Covered and crowned and shod.

Now God is in the strife,

And I must seek Him there,

Where death outnumbers life,

And fury smites the air.

I walk the secret way

With anger in my brain.

O music through my clay,

When will you sound again?

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