Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DYING SOLDIER, by ISAAC ROSENBERG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Here are houses, he moaned Last Line: He moaned and swooned to death. Subject(s): Soldiers' Writings; World War I; First World War | ||||||||
"Here are houses," he moaned, "I could reach, but my brain swims." Then they thundered and flashed, And shook the earth to its rims. "They are gunpits," he gasped, "Our men are at the guns. Water! . . . Water! . . . Oh, water! For one of England's dying sons." "We cannot give you water, Were all England in your breath." "Water! . . . Water! . . . Oh, water! " He moaned and swooned to death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG |
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