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All the poet can do today is warn. That is why true Poets must be truthful.

Wilfred Owen

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Wilfred Owen
Age: 25 †
Born: 1893
Born: March 18
Died: 1918
Died: November 4
Poet
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Oswestry
Shropshire
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen
Owen
Must
Warn
Truthful
Poets
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True
Truth
Today

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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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A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring of tissue, so does every poet put forth a fresh outlay of stuff at the same season.
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These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.
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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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Flying is the only active profession I could ever continue with enthusiasm after the War.
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Heart, you were never hot Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot
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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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And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall, By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
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I am only conscious of any satisfaction in Scientific Reading or thinking when it rounds off into a poetical generality and vagueness.
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Happy are men who yet before they are killed Can let their veins run cold.
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This book is not about heroes. English poetry is not yet fit to speak of them. Nor is it about deeds, or lands, nor anything about glory, honour, might, majesty, dominion, or power, except War. Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.
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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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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 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 have perceived much beauty In the hoarse oaths that kept our courage straight Heard music in the silentness of duty Found peace where shell-storms spouted reddest spate.
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Those who, like the beasts, have no such Hope, pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.
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Children are not meant to be studied, but enjoyed. Only by studying to be pleased do we understand them.
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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, too, saw God through mud
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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.
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