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Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.

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Wilfred Owen
Age: 25 †
Born: 1893
Born: March 18
Died: 1918
Died: November 4
Poet
Writer
Oswestry
Shropshire
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen
Owen
Good
Gates
Escape
Beauty
Eyes
Secret
Eye
Keep
Unwatched
Way
Gate

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Dead men may envy living mites in cheese, Or good germs even. Microbes have their joys, And subdivide, and never come to death.
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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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The marvel is that we did not all die of cold. As a matter of fact, only one of my party actually froze to death before he could be got back, but I am not able to tell how many have ended up in hospital. We were marooned in a frozen desert. There was not a sign of life on the horizon and a thousand signs of death.
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I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity. Yet these elegies are to this generation in no sense conciliatory. They may be to the next. All a poet can do today is warn. That is why the true Poets must be truthful.
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No-man's land under snow is like the face of the moon: chaotic, crater ridden, uninhabitable, awful, the abode of madness.
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Ambition may be defined as the willingness to receive any number of hits on the nose.
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Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even with truths that lie too deep for taint. I would have poured my spirit without stint But not through wounds not on the cess of war.
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Was it for this the clay grew tall? O what made fatuous sunbeams toil To break earth's sleep at all?
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Happy are men who yet before they are killed Can let their veins run cold.
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The war affects me less than it ought. But I can do no service to anybody by agitating for news or making dole over the slaughter.
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Numbers of the old people cannot read. Those who can seldom do
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I, too, saw God through mud
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These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.
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Never fear: Thank Home, and Poetry, and the Force behind both.
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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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Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.
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I, too, saw God through mud - The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory to their eyes than blood, And gave their laughs more glee than shakes a child.
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Be bullied, be outraged, by killed, but do not kill.
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