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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Trenches</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Endless lanes sunken in the clay, <br>Bays, and traverses, fringed with wasted herbage, <br>Seed-pods of blue scabious, and some lingering blooms; <br>And the sky, seen as from a well, <br>Brilliant with frosty stars. <br>We stumble, cursing, on the slippery duck-boards. <br>Goaded like the damned by some invisible wrath, <br>A will stronger than weariness, stronger than animal fear, <br>Implacable and monotonous. <br> <br>Here a shaft, slanting, and below <br>A dusty and flickering light from one feeble candle <br>And prone figures sleeping uneasily, <br>Murmuring, <br>And men who cannot sleep, <br>With faces impassive as masks, <br>Bright, feverish eyes, and drawn lips, <br>Sad, pitiless, terrible faces, <br>Each an incarnate curse. <br> <br>Here in a bay, a helmeted sentry <br>Silent and motionless, watching while two sleep, <br>And he sees before him <br>With indifferent eyes the blasted and torn land <br>Peopled with stiff prone forms, stupidly rigid, <br>As tho’ they had not been men. <br> <br>Dead are the lips where love laughed or sang, <br>The hands of youth eager to lay hold of life, <br>Eyes that have laughed to eyes, <br>And these were begotten, <br>O Love, and lived lightly, and burnt <br>With the lust of a man’s first strength: ere they were rent, <br>Almost at unawares, savagely; and strewn <br>In bloody fragments, to be the carrion <br>Of rats and crows. <br> <br>And the sentry moves not, searching <br>Night for menace with weary eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frederic+Manning">Frederic Manning</a><div class=q>
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Bays, and traverses, fringed with wasted herbage, 
Seed-pods of blue scabious, and some lingering blooms; 
And the sky, seen as from a well, 
Brilliant with frosty stars. 
We stumble, cursing, on the slippery duc..."></div>
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