November 26, 2016
The famous poem by Siegfried Sassoon describes the effect of the armistice at the end of the Great War:
Everyone suddenly burst out singing;
And I was filled with such delight
As prisoned birds must find in freedom,
Winging wildly across the white
Orchards and dark-green fields; on – on – and out of sight.
Everyone’s voice was suddenly lifted;
And beauty came like the setting sun:
My heart was shaken with tears; and horror
Drifted away … O, but Everyone
Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.
It could not last, of course, and did not last, to put it mildly. It is the complaining that will never be done.