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Have you heard the shiver of bodies hurled
Chest on crashing chest,
When thigh-bones snap like pistol shots
And men meet breast to breast?
Have you seen the feet of a maddened horse
Red-wet with the wine of war
And wondered in crushing a comrade's face
What you had killed him for?
Ever the sweep of the wave of men
On the reef of jagged death,
And frozen faces like cockle-shells
Where the breaker billoweth,
The out-flung arms of a down-lipped boy
With his throat shot through—
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