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Слушать(AI)In An Underground Dressing Station
Quietly they set their burden down: he
To grin; moaned; moved his head from side to side. He gripped the stretcher; stiffened; glared; and screamed,"O put my leg down, doctor, do!" (He'd gotA bullet in his ankle; and he'd been
Horribly through the guts.) The surgeon
So kind and gentle, saying, above that crying,"You must keep still, my lad." But he was dying.
Siegfried Sassoon
Siegfried Loraine Sassoon, CBE, MC (8 September 1886 – 1 September 1967) was an English poet, writer, and soldier. Decorated for bravery on the
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