Everyone Sang
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.
Siegfried Sassoon.
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