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My subject is war, and the pity of war.

Wilfred Owen

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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
Subject
Subjects
War
Pity

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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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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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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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If I have to be a soldier I must be a good one, anything else is unthinkable
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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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All the poet can do today is warn. That is why true Poets must be truthful.
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All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want.
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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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The old Lie:Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.
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Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.
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