December stillness, teach me through your trees That loom along the west, one with the land, The veiled evangel of your mysteries. While nightfall, s….

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye Who cheer when soldier lads march by, Sneak home and pray you'll never know The hell where youth and laughter….

October's bellowing anger breakes and cleavesThe bronzed battalions of the stricken woodIn whose lament I hear a voice that grievesFor battle's fruit….

Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land, drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows..

I am not protesting against the conduct of the war, but against the political errors and insincerities for which the fighting men are being sacrifice….

In me the tiger sniffs the rose..

The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn't exist at all. Will the sa….

I am a soldier, convinced that I am acting on behalf of soldiers..

Mud and rain and wretchedness and blood. Why should jolly soldier-boys complain? God made these before the roofless Flood - Mud and rain..

The song was wordless; The singing will never be done..

And the wind upon its way whispered the boughs of May, And touched the nodding peony flowers to bid them waken..

I am making this statement as an act of wilful defiance of military authority, because I believe that the War is being deliberately prolonged by thos….

Oh yes, I know the way to heaven was easy. We found the little kingdom of our passion that all can share who walk the road of lovers. In wild and sec….

For it is humanly certain that most of us remember very little of what we have read. To open almost any book a second time is to be reminded that we ….

I believe that the purpose for which I and my fellow soldiers entered upon this war should have been so clearly stated as to have made it impossible ….

The visionless officialized fatuityThat once kept Europe safe for Perpetuity..

Across the land a faint blue veil of mist Seems hung; the woods wear yet arrayment sober Till frost shall make them flame; silent and whist The dr….

But I've grown thoughtful now. And you have lost Your early-morning freshness of surprise At being so utterly mine: you've learned to fear The gloomy….

Life for the majority of the population. Is an unlovely struggle against unfair odds. Culminating in a cheap funeral..

The dead...are more real than the living because they are complete..

I have seen and endured the sufferings of the troops, and I can no longer be a party to prolong these sufferings for ends which I believe to be evil ….