{"id":2616,"date":"2016-12-18T17:19:23","date_gmt":"2016-12-18T17:19:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/english.lycee.nl\/?page_id=2616"},"modified":"2016-12-18T17:19:23","modified_gmt":"2016-12-18T17:19:23","slug":"siegfried-sassoon","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/?page_id=2616","title":{"rendered":"Siegfried Sassoon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"western\"><strong><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Suicide in the Trenches<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\">I knew a simple boy<\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Who grinned at life in empty joy,<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">And whistled early with the lark.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">In winter trenches, cowed and glum,<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">With crumps and lice and lack of rum,<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">He put a bullet through his brain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">No one spoke of him again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"> * * *<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Who cheer when soldier lads march by,<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">Sneak home and prey you\u2019ll never know<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\">The hell where youth and laughter go.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana;\"><i>Siegfried Sassoon<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Suicide in the Trenches I knew a simple boy Who grinned at life in empty joy, Slept soundly through the lonesome dark, And whistled early with the lark. In winter trenches, cowed and glum, With crumps and lice and lack of rum, He put a bullet through his brain. No one spoke of him again.<span class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2616","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2616","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2616"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2616\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2617,"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2616\/revisions\/2617"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrglackin.eu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2616"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}