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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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Wilfred Owen
Age: 25 †
Born: 1893
Born: March 18
Died: 1918
Died: November 4
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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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Children are not meant to be studied, but enjoyed. Only by studying to be pleased do we understand them.
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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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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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These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.
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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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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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I, too, saw God through mud
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So secretly, like wrongs hushed-up, they went.
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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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The old Lie:Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.
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And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan. And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further, Showed me its feet, the feet of many men, And the fresh-severed head of it, my head.
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Heart, you were never hot Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot
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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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I don't ask myself, is the life congenial to me? But, am I fitted for, am I called to, the Ministry?
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What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
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Be bullied, be outraged, by killed, but do not kill.
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Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.
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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.
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