letra de 1915 by robert graves - the war poetry society
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i’ve watched the seasons passing slow, so slow
in the fields between la bassée and bethune;
primroses and the first warm day of spring
red poppy floods of june
august, and yellowing autumn, so
to winter nights knee-deep in mud or snow
and you’ve been everything
dear, you’ve been everything that i most lack
in these soul-deadening trenches—pictures, books
music, the quiet of an english wood
beautiful comrade-looks
the narrow, bouldered mountain-track
the broad, full-bosomed ocean, green and black
and peace, and all that’s good
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