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Wilfred Owen Inspirational Quotes (65)

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Be bullied, be outraged, by killed, but do not kill.
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Never fear: Thank Home, and Poetry, and the Force behind both.
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I find purer philosophy in a Poem than in a Conclusion of Geometry, a chemical analysis, or a physical law
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The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds, And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
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Strange friend,' I said,'here is no cause to mourn.' 'None,'said the other,'save the undone years, The hopelessness.Whatever hope is yours Was my life also I went hunting wild After the wildest beauty in the world.
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All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.
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All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want.
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I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears and caused a permanent stoppage in all bolts and buckled with a smile Mausers and Colts and rusted every bayonet with His tears.
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Whatever mourns when many leave these shores: Whatever shares The eternal reciprocity of tears.
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If I have to be a soldier I must be a good one, anything else is unthinkable
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Was it for this the clay grew tall?
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Walking abroad, one is the admiration of all little boys, and meets an approving glance from every eye of elderly.
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I tried to peg out soldierly,--no use! One dies of war like any old disease.
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And some cease feeling Even themselves or for themselves. Dullness best solves The tease and doubt of shelling
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Soldiers may grow a soul when turned to fronds, But here the thing's best left at home with friends.
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What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
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These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.
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Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.
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All a poet can do today is warn.
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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!
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Courage was mine, and I had mystery, Wisdom was mine, and I had mastery: To miss the march of this retreating world Into vain citadels that are not walled.
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The Young Soldier It is not death Without hereafter To one in dearth Of life and its laughter, Nor the sweet murder Dealt slow and even Unto the martyr Smiling at heaven: It is the smile Faint as a (waning) myth, Faint, and exceeding small On a boy's murdered mouth.
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I thought of all that worked dark pits Of war, and died Digging the rock where Death reputes Peace lies indeed.
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My friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory. The old lie: It is sweet and fitting that you should die for your country.
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