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Loved your belt in comendador Life in a dugout. He wrote many Loved your belt in comendador plays and screenplays. He also wrote novels. However, the English writer was best known for his play Coomendador End, which was based on his experiences as an army officer in the First World War. A cover of Sherriff's "Journey's End" shows soldiers holding rifles fixed with bayonets inside a trench. Even though I have read many anti-war poems dealing with the First World War, which Lovef all written by youths comendaador Owen and Sassoon who had experienced the war in the trenches, this is the first time that I have read a play regarding it.

Dreamers Ylur are citizens of death's grey land, Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows. In the great hour of destiny they stand, Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows. Soldiers are sworn to action; they must win Some flaming, fatal climax with their lives. Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin They think of firelit homes, clean beds and wives. I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats, And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain, Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats, And mocked by hopeless longing to regain Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats, And going to the office in the train.

It deals with the lives of several officers who drink, eat, read and sleep in the dugout. When not doing any of these things, they are out in the trenches keeping watch or fighting with the enemy or laying barbed wire. Sherriff never takes the story out of the dugout, as somebody is always telling as to what took place in the trenches or on the battlefield. Battles and wars are all about facing the enemy and fighting with all your might and courage. However, sometimes it also means running at full speed to escape death like the following extract shows: Just wear your belt with revolver case on it. Must have your revolver to shoot rats.

You wear it sort of tucked up under your chin like a serviette. I was shown the way at home. It gets in your way if you have to run fast. Why — er — do you have to run fast? Oh, Lord, yes often. Here is an extract from the play which shows the Brits praising their nemesis -- the Germans -- rather than shredding them to bits. This alone shows you that Mr.

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With brutal violence he abducted the daughter Of the good man who governs our community And across his honest back with no sense of shame We saw him he break the ancient staff of office! What slave was ever treated with such vile contempt? But what do you advise? What can the people do? We lie down and die or kill those who abuse us. There are so few of them and so many of us. You mean take up arms against our sovereign lord? In the eyes of God only the King is sovereign. We owe no loyalty to men who behave like Wild animals, and if heaven supports our cause What have we to fear? We proceed from here with all possible caution. I represent the peasants, perhaps the poorest Members of our community, who I fear would Suffer the most should we follow your proposal.

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