Tuesday, February 26, 2013 - 11:23 AM
William Noel Hodgson prayed ambivalently in his poem "Before Action":
By all delights that I shall miss,
Help me to die, O Lord.
At about the same time, Siegfried Sassoon's thoughts were running colder as he marched past a corps commander:
‘Eyes right!' The corpse-commander was a Mute;
And Death leered round him, taking our salute.