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Heart, you were never hot Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot
Wilfred Owen
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Wilfred Owen
Age: 25 †
Born: 1893
Born: March 18
Died: 1918
Died: November 4
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Shropshire
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen
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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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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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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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All a poet can do today is warn.
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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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My subject is war, and the pity of war.
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The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds, And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
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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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Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.
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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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Children are not meant to be studied, but enjoyed. Only by studying to be pleased do we understand them.
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