Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work — I am the grass; I cover all. And pile them high at Gettysburg And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor: What place is this? Where are we now?
Carl Sandburg Connected to the Carolinas
Source
"Grass" (1918)
- year
- 1918
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“Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them…” Carl Sandburg. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-C95DDA9A22. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/c95dda9a22
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