Poetic Openings : Siegfried Sassoon to Siegfried Sassoon

Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Dead Musicians : First Line : I
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Devotion To Duty : First Line : I was near the King that day. I saw him snatch
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Died Of Wounds : First Line : His wet white face and miserable eyes
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Does It Matter? : First Line : Does it matter?—losing your leg? …
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Dreamers : First Line : Soldiers are citizens of death’s grey land,

Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Dream-forest : First Line : Where sunshine flecks the green,
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Dryads : First Line : When meadows are grey with the morn
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Editorial Impressions : First Line : He seemed so certain “all was going well,”
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Elegy : First Line : (TO ROBERT ROSS)
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : Enemies : First Line : He stood alone in some queer sunless place