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Siegfried Sassoon - Stand-To: Good Friday Morning
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I’d been on duty from two till four.   
I went and stared at the dug-out door.   
Down in the frowst I heard them snore.   
‘Stand to!’ Somebody grunted and swore.   
  Dawn was misty; the skies were still;
  Larks were singing, discordant, shrill;   
  They seemed happy; but I felt ill.   
Deep in water I splashed my way   
Up the trench to our bogged front line.   
Rain had fallen the whole damned night. 
O Jesus, send me a wound to-day,   
And I’ll believe in Your bread and wine,   
And get my bloody old sins washed white!
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