About the poet
Siegfried Sassoon (1886-1967) was born into a wealthy Anglo-Jewish family and his early life was...
Everyone suddenly burst out singing;
And I was filled with such delight
As prisoned birds must find in freedom,
winging wildly across the white
Orchards and dark-green fields; on- on- and out of sight.
Everyone's voice was suddenly lifted;
And beauty came like the setting sun:
My heart was shaken with tears; and horror
Drifted away... O, but Everyone
Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.
from Collected Poems 1908 - 1956 (Faber, 1961), copyright 1918, 1920 by E P Dutton, copyright © 1936, 1946, 1947, 1948 by Siegfried Sassoon, by permission of Barbara Levy as agent for George Sassoon and of Viking Penguin, a division of Penguin Group (USA) Inc. Recording used by permission of the BBC.
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