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A Letter From the Trenches to a School Friend by Charles Sorley — Sad Poetry Lines

By Charles Sorley

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I have not brought my Odyssey With me here across the sea; But you'll remember, when I say How, when they went down Sparta way, To sandy Sparta, long ere dawn Horses were harnessed, rations drawn, Equipment polished sparkling bright, And breakfasts swallowed (as the white Of eastern heavens turned to gold) - The dogs barked, swift farewells were told. The sun springs up, the horses neigh, Crackles the whip thrice-then away!

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"I have not brought my Odyssey..."

"A Letter From the Trenches to a School Friend" by Charles Sorley is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual english poem consisting of 100 lines. This English poem by Charles Sorley demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "I have not brought my Odyssey With me here across the sea;...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Charles Sorley's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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Charles Sorley (1895–1915) was a Scottish war poet killed at the Battle of Loos at age 20. His poem "When You See Millions of the Mouthless Dead" is one of the most powerful anti-war poems of World War I.

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