To My Brother
Read 'To My Brother' by 'Siegfried Sassoon' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Give me your hand, my brother, search my face;
Look in these eyes lest I should think of shame;
For we have made an end of all things base.
We are returning by the road we came.
Your lot is with the ghosts of soldiers dead,
And I am in the field where men must fight.
But in the gloom I see your laurell’d head
And through your victory I shall win the light.
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