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Sonnets from a prison camp

Chapter 137: XIX
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A sequence of sonnets composed by a soldier in enemy captivity during the First World War, recording frontline violence, the suddenness of bombardment, marches and captures, the strain of waiting and the loss of comrades, and the solace found in memory and poetic labour. Many poems juxtapose immediate scenes—exploding shrapnel, crowded billets, marches, and internment camps—with reveries of homeland landscapes and classical or moral reflections. Sections move between field incidents, the nadir of imprisonment, thoughts of home and influences, and short epigrams or maxims, showing how verse acted as a mental bulwark against despair while exploring themes of fate, endurance, and the persistence of inner freedom.

XIX

The Hittite is no longer. Babylon
Has gone into the silence of the sand.
Mirage-like in the Syrian desert stand
The pillars of Palmyra. Greece is gone.
And where for generations softly shone
The drowsy Pax Romana, sea and land
Mouth at the fragile landmarks Hadrian planned.
The State departs for ever: Man lives on.
And England, would’st thou live, it can but be
As thou, a spirit, in the restlessness
Of thine abundant strength on land and sea
Becom’st the spirit’s vehicle and dress,
Attaining in the measure of thy span
The spirit’s measure in the Perfect Man.

Hesepe, 21st July