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Soldiers may grow a soul when turned to fronds,
But here the thing's best left at home with friends. — Wilfred Owen
But here the thing's best left at home with friends. — Wilfred Owen
Little I'd ever teach a son, but hitting, Shooting, war, hunting, all the arts of hurting.
— Wilfred Owen
Some say God caught them even before they fell.
— Wilfred Owen
I don't ask myself, is the life congenial to me? But, am I fitted for, am I called to, the Ministry?
— Wilfred Owen
Now begin
Famines of thought and feeling. — Wilfred Owen
Famines of thought and feeling. — Wilfred Owen
Children are not meant to be studied, but enjoyed. Only by studying to be pleased do we understand them.
— Wilfred Owen
The English say, Yours Truly, and mean it. The Italians say, I kiss your feet, and mean, I kick your head.
— Wilfred Owen
Sweet and fitting it is to die for the fatherland.
— Wilfred Owen
Wading sloughs of flesh these helpless wander,
Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter. — Wilfred Owen
Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter. — Wilfred Owen
She is elegant rather than belle.
— Wilfred Owen
As bronze may be much beautified by lying in the dark damp soil, so men who fade in dust of warfare fade fairer, and sorrow blooms their soul.
— Wilfred Owen
I thought of all that worked dark pits
Of war, and died
Digging the rock where Death reputes
Peace lies indeed. — Wilfred Owen
Of war, and died
Digging the rock where Death reputes
Peace lies indeed. — Wilfred Owen
After all my years of playing soldiers, and then of reading History, I have almost a mania to be in the East, to see fighting, and to serve.
— Wilfred Owen
My soul's a little grief, grappling your chest,
To climb your throat on sobs; easily chased
On other sighs and wiped by fresher winds. — Wilfred Owen
To climb your throat on sobs; easily chased
On other sighs and wiped by fresher winds. — Wilfred Owen
The war effects me less than it ought. I can do no service to anybody by agitating for news or making dole over the slaughter.
— Wilfred Owen
No-man's land under snow is like the face of the moon: chaotic, crater ridden, uninhabitable, awful, the abode of madness.
— Wilfred Owen
And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall, By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
— Wilfred Owen
Dead men may envy living mites in cheese,
Or good germs even. Microbes have their joys,
And subdivide, and never come to death. — Wilfred Owen
Or good germs even. Microbes have their joys,
And subdivide, and never come to death. — Wilfred Owen
And some cease feeling
Even themselves or for themselves.
Dullness best solves
The tease and doubt of shelling — Wilfred Owen
Even themselves or for themselves.
Dullness best solves
The tease and doubt of shelling — Wilfred Owen
It seemed that out of battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which titanic wars had groined.
— Wilfred Owen
Be bullied, be outraged, be killed, but do not kill.
— Wilfred Owen
My subject is war, and the pity of war.
— Wilfred Owen
Ambition may be defined as the willingness to receive any number of hits on the nose.
— Wilfred Owen
I find purer philosophy in a Poem than in a Conclusion of Geometry, a chemical analysis, or a physical law.
— Wilfred Owen
All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want.
— Wilfred Owen
Sleep mothered them; and left the twilight sad.
— Wilfred Owen
Was it for this the clay grew tall? O what made fatuous sunbeams toil To break earth's sleep at all?
— Wilfred Owen
Move him into the sun-
gently its touch awoke him once, — Wilfred Owen
gently its touch awoke him once, — Wilfred Owen
All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.
— Wilfred Owen
Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.
— Wilfred Owen
The old happiness is unreturning. Boy's griefs are not so grievous as youth's yearning. Boys have no sadness sadder than our hope.
— Wilfred Owen
Do you know what would hold me together on a battlefield? The sense that I was perpetuating the language in which Keats and the rest of them wrote!
— Wilfred Owen
He's lost his colour very far from here,
Poured it down shell-holes till the veins ran dry — Wilfred Owen
Poured it down shell-holes till the veins ran dry — Wilfred Owen
I am only conscious of any satisfaction in Scientific Reading or thinking when it rounds off into a poetical generality and vagueness.
— Wilfred Owen
Through the dense din, I say, we heard him shout
"I see your lights!" But ours had long died out. — Wilfred Owen
"I see your lights!" But ours had long died out. — Wilfred Owen
Be bullied, be outraged, by killed, but do not kill.
— Wilfred Owen
For by my glee might many men have laughed,
And of my weeping may something have been left,
Which must die now. — Wilfred Owen
And of my weeping may something have been left,
Which must die now. — Wilfred Owen
Walking abroad, one is the admiration of all little boys, and meets an approving glance from every eye of elderly.
— Wilfred Owen
I don't think it's possible to c-call yourself a C-Christian and ... and j-just leave out the awkward bits.' -Wilfred Owen
— Pat Barker
All a poet can do today is warn.
— Wilfred Owen
So secretly, like wrongs hushed-up, they went.
— Wilfred Owen