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zondag 13 mei 2012
vrijdag 11 mei 2012
The Kiss
Siegfried Sassoon (1886–1967). The Old Huntsman and Other Poems. 1918.
10. The Kiss
| TO these I turn, in these I trust— | |
| Brother Lead and Sister Steel. | |
| To his blind power I make appeal, | |
| I guard her beauty clean from rust. | |
| He spins and burns and loves the air, | 5 |
| And splits a skull to win my praise; | |
| But up the nobly marching days | |
| She glitters naked, cold and fair. | |
| Sweet Sister, grant your soldier this: | |
| That in good fury he may feel | 10 |
| The body where he sets his heel | |
| Quail from your downward darting kiss. |
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