<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518997" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stretcher Case</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He woke; the clank and racket of the train <br>Kept time with angry throbbings in his brain. <br>Then for a while he lapsed and drowsed again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At last he lifted his bewildered eyes <br>And blinked, and rolled them sidelong; hills and skies,<br>Heavily wooded, hot with August haze, <br>And, slipping backward, golden for his gaze, <br>Acres of harvest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Feebly now he drags <br>Exhausted ego back from glooms and quags <br>And blasting tumult, terror, hurtling glare,<br>To calm and brightness, havens of sweet air. <br>He sighed, confused; then drew a cautious breath; <br>This level journeying was no ride through death. <br>‘If I were dead,’ he mused, ‘there’d be no thinking— <br>Only some plunging underworld of sinking,<br>And hueless, shifting welter where I’d drown.’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he remembered that his name was Brown. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But was he back in Blighty? Slow he turned, <br>Till in his heart thanksgiving leapt and burned. <br>There shone the blue serene, the prosperous land,<br>Trees, cows and hedges; skipping these, he scanned <br>Large, friendly names, that change not with the year, <br>Lung Tonic, Mustard, Liver Pills and Beer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Siegfried+Sassoon">Siegfried Sassoon</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518997" data-title="Stretcher Case de Siegfried Sassoon" data-description="He woke; the clank and racket of the train Kept time with angry throbbings in his brain. Then for a while he lapsed and drowsed again. At last he lifted his bewildered eyes And blinked, and rolled them sidelong; hills and skies, Heavily woode..."></div> </div> </div>

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