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 We'd gained our first objective hours before While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes, Pallid, unshaved and thirsty, blind with smoke. Things seemed all right at first. We held their line, With bombers posted, Lewis guns well placed, And clink of shovels deepening the shallow trench.
 * The place was rotten with dead; green clumsy legs
 * High-booted, sprawled and grovelled along the saps;
 * And trunks, face downward, in the sucking mud,
 * Wallowed like trodden sand-bags loosely filled;
 * And naked sodden buttocks, mats of hair,
 * Bulged, clotted heads slept in the plastering slime.
 * And then the rain began,—the jolly old rain!