Elegy by Siegfried Sassoon

Your dextrous wit will haunt us long
Wounding our grief with yesterday.
Your laughter is a broken song;
And death has found you, kind and gay.

We may forget those transient things
That made your charm and our delight:
But loyal love has deathless wings
That rise and triumph out of night.

So, in the days to come, your name
Shall be as music that ascends
When honour turns a heart from shame...
O heart of hearts! ... O friend of friends!

by Siegfried Sassoon

Other poems by 'Siegfried Sassoon'

Idyll

Died of Wounds

The Death-Bed

Joy-Bells

The Troops

Song-Books of the War

Storm and Sunlight

Dream-Forest

France

Remorse

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