Siegfried Sassoon (1886-1967)
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.
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