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Sassoon,
Siegfried
An English poet and author.. British war poet
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The Heritage
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Written by:
Siegfried
Sassoon
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CRY out on Time that he may take away
Your cold philosophies that give no hint
Of spirit-quickened flesh; fall down and pray
That Death come never with a face of flint:
Death is our heritage; with Life we share 5
The sunlight that must own his darkening hour:
Within his very presence yet we dare
To gather gladness like a fading flower.
For even as this our joy not long may live
Perfect; and most in change the heart can trace 10
The miracle of life and human things:
All we have held to destiny we give;
Dawn glimmers on the soul-forsaken face;
Not we but others hear the bird that sings.
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