I’d heard fool-heroes brag of where they’d been,
With stories of the glories that they’d seen.
But you, good simple soldier, seasoned well
In woods and posts and crater-lines of hell,
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Can someone please make me understand this poem....please i need your help
It sounds to me like a soldier who was fatally shot was trying to say his last words...the poet may have experienced this first hand..
This was the nicest poem ever