Glory of Women

By Siegfried Sassoon 1886–1967 Siegfried Sassoon
You love us when we're heroes, home on leave,

Or wounded in a mentionable place.

You worship decorations; you believe

That chivalry redeems the war's disgrace.

You make us shells. You listen with delight,

By tales of dirt and danger fondly thrilled.

You crown our distant ardours while we fight,

And mourn our laurelled memories when we're killed.

You can't believe that British troops “retire”

When hell's last horror breaks them, and they run,

Trampling the terrible corpses—blind with blood.

    O German mother dreaming by the fire,

    While you are knitting socks to send your son

    His face is trodden deeper in the mud.

Source: Counter-Attack and Other Poems (1918)

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Poet Siegfried Sassoon 1886–1967

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Georgian

Subjects Relationships, Men & Women, Social Commentaries, War & Conflict

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Siegfried Sassoon is best remembered for his angry and compassionate poems of the First World War, which brought him public and critical acclaim. Avoiding the sentimentality and jingoism of many war poets, Sassoon wrote of the horror and brutality of trench warfare and contemptuously satirized generals, politicians, and churchmen for their incompetence and blind support of the war. His later poems, often concerned with religious . . .

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SUBJECT Relationships, Men & Women, Social Commentaries, War & Conflict

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Georgian

Poetic Terms Sonnet

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