The sudden darkness in the crash of fight,
The din and glare of day quenched in a twinkling
In utter starless night.
I lay an age and idly gazed at nothing,
Half-puzzled that I could not lift my head ;
And then I knew somehow that I was lying
Among the other dead.
Contributed by Bartleby - 2010/12/30 - 10:29
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