||Died Of Wounds
|Siegfried Sassoon (1886-1967). Siegfried Loraine Sassoon, CBE, MC (Military Cross) was an English poet, writer, and soldier. Receiving the MC for bravery on the Western Front (First World War), he has become recognised as one of the leading poets of the First World War.
His wet white face and miserable eyes
Brought nurses to him more than groans and sighs:
But hoarse and low and rapid rose and fell
His troubled voice: he did the business well.
The ward grew dark; but he was still complaining
And calling out for 'Dickie'. 'Curse the Wood!
'It's time to go. O Christ, and what's the good?
'We'll never take it, and it's always raining.'
I wondered where he'd been; then heard him shout,
'They snipe like hell! O Dickie, don't go out...
I fell asleep ... Next morning he was dead;
And some Slight Wound lay smiling on the bed.