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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
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Oswestry
Shropshire
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen
Owen
Much
Courage
Storms
Duty
Shell
Heard
Oath
Beauty
Perceived
Peace
Shells
War
Storm
Spate
Found
Straight
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Music
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Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.
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