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Siegfried Sassoon - Lamentations
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I found him in the guard-room at the Base.   
From the blind darkness I had heard his crying   
And blundered in. With puzzled, patient face   
A sergeant watched him; it was no good trying   
To stop it; for he howled and beat his chest.
And, all because his brother had gone west,   
Raved at the bleeding war; his rampant grief   
Moaned, shouted, sobbed, and choked, while he was kneeling   
Half-naked on the floor. In my belief   
Such men have lost all patriotic feeling.
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