The Oxford Book of War PoetryJon Stallworthy Oxford University Press, 1984 - 358 էջ There can be no area of human experience that has generated a wider range of powerful feelings than war. The 250 poems included in this acclaimed anthology span centuries of human conflict - from David's lament for Saul and Jonathan, and Homer's Iliad, to the finest poems of the Second World War, Vietnam, Northern Ireland, and El Salvador, as well as the chilling visions of the 'Next War'. Reflecting the feelings of authors as diverse as Virgil, Daniel Defoe, Emily Dickinson, and Adrian Mitchell, they reveal a great shift in social awareness from man's early celebratory war-songs to the more recent anti-war attitudes of poets responding to 'man's inhumanity to man', and to women and children. Book jacket. |
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... Rain Rain , midnight rain , nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut , and solitude , and me Remembering again that I shall die And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks For washing me cleaner than I have been Since I was born ...
... Rain Rain , midnight rain , nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut , and solitude , and me Remembering again that I shall die And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks For washing me cleaner than I have been Since I was born ...
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... rain Possesses us entirely , the twilight and the rain . And I can remember nothing dearer or more to my heart Than the children I watched in the woods on Saturday Shaking down burning chestnuts for the schoolyard's merry play , Or the ...
... rain Possesses us entirely , the twilight and the rain . And I can remember nothing dearer or more to my heart Than the children I watched in the woods on Saturday Shaking down burning chestnuts for the schoolyard's merry play , Or the ...
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... Rain , midnight rain , nothing but the wild rain Raise the Cromlech high ! Row after row with strict impunity She said to one : ' How glows She sits in the tawny vapour Skimming lightly , wheeling still , Snow is a strange white word ...
... Rain , midnight rain , nothing but the wild rain Raise the Cromlech high ! Row after row with strict impunity She said to one : ' How glows She sits in the tawny vapour Skimming lightly , wheeling still , Snow is a strange white word ...
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arms army battle blood blow brave breath Byrhtnoth Carentan cloud cold Collected Poems cried dark dead dear death died dream drum E. E. Cummings earth eyes Faber face fall father fear fell field fight fire flags flowers fought glory grass grave green guns hand head hear heard heart Heaven honour ISAAC ROSENBERG JAMES DICKEY JON STALLWORTHY knew land Lars Porsena light live look Lord LOUIS SIMPSON morning never night o'er pain peace rain Reprinted by permission Robert Lowell round RUDYARD KIPLING Rustum sand shield ship SIDNEY KEYES silent sing slain sleep smile snow soldiers soul spear stars stone stood sword tears thee THOMAS HARDY thou Tommy turned victory W. B. YEATS W. H. AUDEN walk watch WILFRED OWEN wind wounded young