The Road by Siegfried Sassoon

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Text:

The road is thronged with women; soldiers pass
And halt, but never see them; yet they’re here—
A patient crowd along the sodden grass,
Silent, worn out with waiting, sick with fear.
The road goes crawling up a long hillside,
All ruts and stones and sludge, and the emptied dregs
Of battle thrown in heaps. Here where they died
Are stretched big-bellied horses with stiff legs,
And dead men, bloody-fingered from the fight,
Stare up at caverned darkness winking white.

You in the bomb-scorched kilt, poor sprawling Jock,
You tottered here and fell, and stumbled on,
Half dazed for want of sleep. No dream would mock
Your reeling brain with comforts lost and gone.
You did not feel her arms about your knees,
Her blind caress, her lips upon your head.
Too tired for thoughts of home and love and ease,
The road would serve you well enough for bed.

Meanings:

Thronged: (of a crowd) fill or be present in (a place or area).

Halt:   an abrupt stop.

Sodden: saturated with liquid, especially water; soaked through.

Rut: ditch

Sludge: thick, soft, wet mud or a similar viscous mixture of liquid and solid components, especially the product of an industrial or refining process.

Dregs: the remnants of a liquid left in a container, together with any sediment.

Kilt: A kilt is a type of knee-length non-bifurcated skirt with pleats at the back, originating in the traditional dress of Gaelic men.

Sprawling: spreading out over a large area in an untidy or irregular way.

Tottered: move in a feeble or unsteady way.

Caress: touch or stroke gently or lovingly.


Siegfried Sassoon 





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