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Siegfried Sassoon - At Carnoy
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Down in the hollow there’s the whole Brigade   
Camped in four groups: through twilight falling slow   
I hear a sound of mouth-organs, ill-played,   
And murmur of voices, gruff, confused, and low.   
Crouched among thistle-tufts I’ve watched the glow
Of a blurred orange sunset flare and fade;   
And I’m content. To-morrow we must go   
To take some cursèd Wood… O world God made! 


July 3rd, 1916.
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