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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.

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
Music
Kept
Oaths
Much
Courage
Storms
Duty
Shell
Heard
Oath
Beauty
Perceived
Peace
Shells
War
Storm
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All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.
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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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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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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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I tried to peg out soldierly,--no use! One dies of war like any old disease.
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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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Never fear: Thank Home, and Poetry, and the Force behind both.
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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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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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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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As bronze may be much beautified by lying in the dark damp soil, so men who fade in dust of warfare fade fairer, and sorrow blooms their soul.
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All the poet can do today is warn. That is why true Poets must be truthful.
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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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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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Soldiers may grow a soul when turned to fronds, But here the thing's best left at home with friends.
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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 universal pervasion of ugliness, hideous landscapes, vile noises, foul language...everything. Unnatural, broken, blasted the distortion of the dead, whose unburiable bodies sit outside the dug outs all day, all night, the most execrable sights on earth. In poetry we call them the most glorious.
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