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Siegfried Sassoon (1886–1967). Picture-Show. 1920.

12. Elegy

(To Robert Ross)

YOUR dextrous wit will haunt us long

Wounding our grief with yesterday.

Your laughter is a broken song;

And death has found you, kind and gay.

We may forget those transient things

That made your charm and our delight:

But loyal love has deathless wings

That rise and triumph out of night.

So, in the days to come, your name

Shall be as music that ascends

When honour turns a heart from shame…

O heart of hearts! … O friend of friends!