«Epitaphs of the War». 1914-1918. 19. The Sleepy Sentinel Faithless the watch that I kept: now I have none to keep. I was slain because I slept: now I am slain I sleep. Let no man reproach me again, whatever watch is unkept— I sleep because I am slain. They slew me because I slept. |
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