“Poet Siegfried Sassoon “reading” his poem “The Dug Out”:
WHY do you lie with your legs ungainly huddled,And one arm bent across your sullen, cold,Exhausted face? It hurts my heart to watch you,Deep-shadowed from the candle’s guttering gold;And you wonder why I shake you by the shoulder;Drowsy, you mumble and sigh and turn your head . . . .You are too young to fall asleep for ever;And when you sleep you remind me of the dead.”