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In Flanders Fields
155
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
155
In Memoriam Private D. Sutherland killed in
     Action in the German Trench, May 16, 1916,
     and the Others who Died
95
In sodden trenches I have heard men speak,
249
In the bleak twilight, when the roads are hoar
239
In the last letter that I had from France
165
In the Trenches
51
In Training
39
Indifferent, flippant, earnest, but all bored,
27
Into Battle
101
It Is Near Toussaints
229
It is near Toussaints, the living and dead will say:
229
It is plain now what you are. Your head has dropped
149
It seemed that it were well to kiss first earth
168
It seemed that out of the battle I escaped
159
It was after the Somme, our line was quieter,
64
It's a Queer Time
127
It's hard to know if you're alive or dead
127

Kiss, The

31

Ladies and gentlemen, this is High Wood,

257

‘Lads, you're wanted, go and help,'
22
Lamplight
261
Last Post, The
38
Let me forget – Let me forget,
269
Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade
32
Let the foul Scene proceed:
6
Let us remember Spring will come again
204
Lights Out
103
Louse Hunting
68

Marching Men

43

Marionettes, The
6
May, 1915
204
Memorial Tablet
244
Memory, A
145
Men Fade Like Rocks
256
‘
Men Who March Away
'
41
Mental Cases
218
Midnight Skaters, The
270
Moonrise over Battlefield
61
Mother, The
109
Move him into the sun –
54
My Boy Jack
164
My Company
83
My son was killed while laughing at some jest. I
     would I knew
194
My soul, dread not the pestilence that hags
224

Nameless Men

92

Navigators, The
132
Next War, The
272
Night shatters in mid-heaven: the bark of guns,
185
1914: Peace
11
1914: Safety
29
1914: The Dead
156
1914: The Dead
157
1914: The Soldier
108
Not that we are weary,
51
Not to Keep
178
Not yet will those measureless fields be green again
237
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour,
11
Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth;
214
‘
Now that you too must shortly go the way
'
30
Now that you too must shortly go the way
30
Now we can say of those who died unsung,
227
Nudes, stark and glistening,
68

O how comely it was and how reviving

69

O living pictures of the dead,
192
On Passing the New Menin Gate
247
On Receiving the First News of the War
5
On Somme
125
‘
On the idle hill of summer
'
1
On the idle hill of summer
1
One got peace of heart at last, the dark march over,
66
Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us…
55
‘
Out of the Mouths of Babes
–'
243
Out of the smoke of men's wrath,
129
Over the flat slope of St. Eloi
58

Paris, November 11, 1918

228

Pavement, The
176
Peace
(
1914: Peace
)
11
Peace Celebration
227
Picnic
197
Picture-Show
258
Poem: Abbreviated from the Conversation of Mr. T. E. H.
58
Poets are Waiting, The
17
Portrait of a Coward
206
Preparations for Victory
224
Prisoners
161
Private, A
153

Question, The

113

Ragtime
(Wilfrid Gibson)

182

Ragtime
(Osbert Sitwell)
183
Recalling War
263
Recruiting
22
Red lips are not so red
93
Redeemer, The
62
Remember, on your knees,
184
Report on Experience
231
Repression of War Experience
214
Reserve
173
Retreat
(
Youth in Arms III: Retreat
)
137
Returning, We Hear The Larks
65
Rise up, rise up,
20
Rock-like the souls of men
256
Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector
28

Safety
(
1914: Safety
)

29

Saints have adored the lofty soul of you.
106
Send-off, The
44
Serenade
64
Servitude
(
Sonnets 1917: Servitude
)
36
Shell, The
123
Shining pins that dart and click
189
Shrieking its message the flying death
123
Sick Leave
172
Silence, The
239
Silent One, The
60
Since Rose a classic taste possessed,
212
Smile, Smile, Smile
211
Snow is a strange white word;
5
So you were David's father,
95
Socks
189
Soldier
(
Youth in Arms II: Soldier
)
40
Soldier, The
(
1914: The Soldier
)
108
Soldier Addresses His Body, The
114
Soldier: Twentieth Century
24
Soliloquy II
151
Sombre the night is:
65
Song of the Dark Ages
35
Sonnets 1917: Servitude
36
Sower, The
74
Spring Offensive
133
Squire nagged and bullied till I went to fight,
244
Strange Hells
254
Strange Meeting
159
Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat:
106
Suddenly into the still air burst thudding
125
Superfluous Woman, The
255
Survivor Comes Home, The
171

That is not war – oh it hurts! I am lame.

137

That night your great guns, unawares,
2
The barrack-square, washed clean with rain,
37
The battery grides and jingles,
116
The Bishop tells us: ‘When the boys come back
205
The bugler sent a call of high romance –
38
The darkness crumbles away –
48
The floors are slippery with blood:
193
The Garden called Gethsemane
130
The hop-poles stand in cones,
270
The hours have tumbled their leaden, monotonous sands
28
The House is crammed: tier beyond tier they grin
181
The hush begins. Nothing is heard
241
The lamps glow here and there, then echo down
183
The long war had ended.
272
The men that worked for England
245
The naked earth is warm with Spring,
101
The night falls over London. City and sky
4
The night is still and the air is keen,
126
The night turns slowly round,
179
The plunging limbers over the shattered track
146
The rain is slipping, dripping down the street;
187
The Town has opened to the sun.
122
The wind is cold and heavy
39
There are strange Hells within the minds War made
254
There died a myriad,
248
There is not anything more wonderful
12
There was a time that's gone
250
There was a water dump there, and regimental
70
There was no sound at all, no crying in the village,
145
There's the girl who clips your ticket for the train,
169
‘
Therefore is the name of it called Babel
'
76
These are the damned circles Dante trod,
67
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares,
157
These, in the day when heaven was falling,
246
‘
They
'
205
They gave me this name like their nature,
80
They sent him back to her. The letter came
178
This is no case of petty Right or Wrong
15
This is no case of petty right or wrong
15
This ploughman dead in battle slept out of doors
153
Though you desire me I will still feign sleep
173
Through long nursery nights he stood
216
Through the long ward the gramophone
208
Tired with dull grief, grown old before my day,
259
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