{"id":812,"date":"2011-01-12T01:59:50","date_gmt":"2011-01-12T01:59:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=812"},"modified":"2011-01-12T02:01:36","modified_gmt":"2011-01-12T02:01:36","slug":"the-hero-by-siegfried-sassoon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/the-hero-by-siegfried-sassoon\/","title":{"rendered":"The Hero by Siegfried Sassoon"},"content":{"rendered":"

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The Hero<\/h1>\n

by Siegfried Sassoon<\/p>\n

“Jack fell as he’d have wished,” the Mother said,
\nAnd folded up the letter that she’d read.
\n“The Colonel writes so nicely.” Something broke
\nIn the tired voice that quavered to a choke.
\nShe half looked up. “We mothers are so proud
\nOf our dead soldiers.” Then her face was bowed.
\nQuietly the Brother Officer went out.
\nHe’d told the poor old dear some gallant lies
\nThat she would nourish all her days, no doubt.
\nFor while he coughed and mumbled, her weak eyes
\nHad shone with gentle triumph, brimmed with joy,
\nBecause he’d been so brave, her glorious boy.
\nHe thought how “Jack,” cold-footed, useless swine,
\nHad panicked down the trench that night the mine
\nWent up at Wicked Corner; how he’d tried
\nTo get sent home; and how, at last, he died,
\nBlown to small bits. And no one seemed to care
\nExcept that lonely woman with white hair.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The Hero by Siegfried Sassoon “Jack fell as he’d have wished,” the Mother said, And folded up the letter that she’d read. “The Colonel writes so nicely.” Something broke In the tired voice that quavered to a choke. She half looked up. “We mothers are so proud Of our dead soldiers.” Then her face was…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,27],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-812","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1800s","category-sassoon"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/812","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=812"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/812\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=812"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=812"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=812"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}