While nothing beats actually having seen the separate volumes and read them years ago (since they leave a distinct impression of 'Englishness' in the author's own time), the appearance of this edition was a tremendous favor to those that could not borrow the originals. The annotations are valuable to those studying his work, but the main attraction is the verse itself, which should be much better known as examples of First World War poetry.These poems have a freshness about them, an air of near-naive honesty about where Gurney was and what he was doing. No high-faluting for this fellow! Where in Brooke, Thomas or Sassoon can one find lines like: 'The crumps are falling twenty to the minute. We crouch, and wait the end of it - or us.'Lines like that bring the realization that countless real people, who smoked, played parlor games, and discussed books at teatime, went out into the front lines and faced the possibility of death with unsung bravery.