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14 декабря 2012 г., 14:19
At this time I was getting... «Goodbye to All That»
At this time I was getting my first book of poems, Over the Brazier, ready for the press; I had one or two drafts in my pocket-book and showed them to Siegfried. He frowned and said that war should not be written about in such a realistic way. In return, he showed me some of his own poems. One of them began:
Return to greet me, colours that were my joy,
Not in the woeful crimson of men slain…
Siegfried had not yet been in the trenches. I told him, in my old-soldier manner, that he would soon change his style.
