1. Siegfried Sassoon - Attack Celeste Troonbeeckx 8 & Jamie Saelen 7 - 5ET

2. Siegfried Sassoon - Attack
Narrator  Siegfried
Anti-war poetry
College in Cambridge
Army 1913
Attack
Poem  Hidenburg Line attack
Hidenburg Line  German defensive position
Hospital  broken arm

3. Siegfried Sassoon - Attack At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud The menacing scarred slope Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!
Day is dawning
Narrator  something going to happen

4. Siegfried Sassoon - Attack At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one, Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. The barrage roars and lifts. With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!
Tanks  getting ready for the attack
Artillery  ready, starts fighting

5. Siegfried Sassoon - Attack At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one, Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!
Soldiers  ready to battle
Attack
Running through trenches
Fighting against opponents

6. Siegfried Sassoon - Attack At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one, Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!
Soldiers  Scared
Away from trenches
To the limit

7. Siegfried Sassoon - Attack At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one, Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!
Soldiers  Doing all they can
Long fight
Stumbling, splashing in mud

8. The style

9. Riming sceme a-a-b-c-d-b-e-d-e-g-h-h-g
At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun a
In the wild purple of the glow'ring sun, a
Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud b
The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one, c
Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. d
The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed b
With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, e
Men jostle and climb to, meet the bristling fire. d
Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, e
They leave their trenches, going over the top, g
While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, h
And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, h
Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop! g

10. Metaphors

11. At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one, Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!
Natural phenomenons and landscape  imminent danger

12. At dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroud The menacing scarred slope; and, one by one, Tanks creep and topple forward to the wire. The barrage roars and lifts. Then, clumsily bowed With bombs and guns and shovels and battle-gear, Men jostle and climb to meet the bristling fire. Lines of grey, muttering faces, masked with fear, They leave their trenches, going over the top, While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists, And hope, with furtive eyes and grappling fists, Flounders in mud. O Jesus, make it stop!
Falling of the tanks

13. Conclusion
Narrator  soldier
Hates it
Anti-war poem
Focus on the war