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    H. P. Lovecraft - The Conscript

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    The poem is told from the perspective of a man who has been conscripted to fight in a war. In three sentences: The speaker expresses his confusion and fear at being forced to join the military despite being a peaceful person. He describes the horrors of war that officials have told him about, including trenches filled with the dead and wounded. By the end, the stress has overwhelmed him and driven him mad, as he can only laugh hysterically at his impending fate of being sent to die in battle.

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    H. P. Lovecraft - The Conscript

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    The poem is told from the perspective of a man who has been conscripted to fight in a war. In three sentences: The speaker expresses his confusion and fear at being forced to join the military despite being a peaceful person. He describes the horrors of war that officials have told him about, including trenches filled with the dead and wounded. By the end, the stress has overwhelmed him and driven him mad, as he can only laugh hysterically at his impending fate of being sent to die in battle.

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    The poem is told from the perspective of a man who has been conscripted to fight in a war. In three sentences: The speaker expresses his confusion and fear at being forced to join the military despite being a peaceful person. He describes the horrors of war that officials have told him about, including trenches filled with the dead and wounded. By the end, the stress has overwhelmed him and driven him mad, as he can only laugh hysterically at his impending fate of being sent to die in battle.

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    H. P. Lovecraft - The Conscript

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    The poem is told from the perspective of a man who has been conscripted to fight in a war. In three sentences: The speaker expresses his confusion and fear at being forced to join the military despite being a peaceful person. He describes the horrors of war that officials have told him about, including trenches filled with the dead and wounded. By the end, the stress has overwhelmed him and driven him mad, as he can only laugh hysterically at his impending fate of being sent to die in battle.

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    The Conscript by H. P.

    Lovecraft
    The Conscript
    by H. P. Lovecraft
    I am a peaceful working man,
    I am not wise or strong,
    But I can follow Nature's plan,
    In labour, rest, and song.
    One day the men that rule us all
    Decided we must die,
    Else pride and freedom surely fall
    In the dim bye and bye!
    They told me I must write my name
    Upon a scroll of death;
    That some day I should rise to fame
    By giving up my breath.
    I do not know what I have done
    That I should thus be bound
    To wait for tortures one by one
    And then an unmark'd mound.
    I hate no man, and yet they say
    That I must fight and kill;
    That I must suffer day by day
    To please a master's will.
    I used to have a conscience free,
    But now they bid it rest;
    They've made a number out of me,
    And I must ne'er protest.
    They tell of trenches, long and deep,
    Fill'd with the mangled slain.
    They talk till I can scarcely sleep,
    So reeling is my brain.
    They tell of filth, and blood, and woe;
    Of things beyond belief;
    file:///C|/WINDOWS/Desktop/The%20Conscript%20by%20H_%20P_%20Lovecraft.htm (1 of 2) [8-4-02 21:06:03]
    The Conscript by H. P. Lovecraft
    Of things that make me tremble so
    With mingled fright and grief.
    I do not know what I shall do -
    Is not the law unjust?
    I can't do what they want me to,
    And yet they say I must!
    Each day my doom doth nearer bring;
    Each day the State prepares;
    Sometimes I feel a watching thing
    That stares, and stares, and stares.
    I never seem to sleep - my head
    Whirls in the queerest way.
    Why am I chosen to be dead
    Upon some fateful day?
    Yet hark - some fibre is o'erwrought
    A giddying wine I quaff -
    Things seem so odd, I can do naught
    But laugh, and laugh, and laugh!
    file:///C|/WINDOWS/Desktop/The%20Conscript%20by%20H_%20P_%20Lovecraft.htm (2 of 2) [8-4-02 21:06:03]

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