Poetic Openings : Siegfried Sassoon to Siegfried Sassoon

Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Old Huntsman : First Line : I’ve never ceased to curse the day I signed
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The One-legged Man : First Line : Propped on a stick he viewed the August weald;
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Poet As Hero : First Line : You've heard me, scornful, harsh, and discontented,
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Rear-guard : First Line : (Hindenburg Line, April 1917.)
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Redeemer : First Line : Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep;

Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Road : First Line : The road is thronged with women; soldiers pass
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Tombstone-maker : First Line : He primmed his loose red mouth and leaned his head
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Triumph : First Line : When life was a cobweb of stars for Beauty who came
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Troops : First Line : Dim, gradual thinning of the shapeless gloom
Poet : Siegfried Sassoon : Poem : The Working Party : First Line : Three hours ago he blundered up the trench,