letra de wilfred owen - anthem for doomed youth - ghizela rowe
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what passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
— only the monstrous anger of the guns
only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
can patter out their hasty orisons
no mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells;
nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,—
the shrill, demented choirs of wailing sh-lls;
and bugles calling for them from sad shires
what candles may be held to speed them all?
not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes
thе pallor of girls’ brows shall be their pall;
their flowеrs the tenderness of patient minds
and each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds
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