To My Brother
TO MY BROTHER by VERA BRITTAIN
Your battle-wounds are scars upon my heart,
Received when in that grand and tragic
"show"
You played your part
Two years ago,
And silver in the summer morning sun
I see the symbol of your courage glow-
That Cross you won
Two years ago,
Though now again you watch the shrapnel
fly,
And hear the guns that daily louder grow,
As in July
Two years ago,
May you endure to lead the last advance
And with your men pursue the flying foe
As once in France
Two years ago.
| Title |
To My Brother
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| Author |
Brittain, Vera (1893-1970)
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| Item date |
1995
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| Content | |
| Digital repository | |
| First line |
Your battle-wounds are scars upon my heart
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| Publication source |
Verses of a V.A.D; Literary Estate of Vera Brittain
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| Publishers |
Imperial War Museum
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| Publication place |
London
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Collection
Citation
“To My Brother,” by Brittain, Vera (1893-1970). First World War Poetry Digital Archive, accessed April 20, 2024, http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/1747.
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