Wilfred Owen Quotes

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never-fear-thank-home-and-poetry-and-the-force-behind-both
my-subject-is-war-and-the-pity-of-war-the-poetry-is-in-the-pity
a-few-a-few-too-few-for-drums-and-yells-may-creep-back-silent-to-still-village-wells-up-halfknown-roads
behold-a-ram-caught-in-a-thicket-by-its-horns-offer-the-ram-of-pride-instead-of-him-but-the-old-man-would-not-so-but-slew-his-son
was-it-for-this-the-clay-grew-tall
my-souls-little-grief-grappling-your-chestto-climb-your-throat-on-sobs-easily-chasedon-other-sighs-wiped-by-fresher-winds-wilfred-owen
soldiers-may-grow-soul-when-turned-to-frondsbut-here-things-best-left-at-home-with-friends-wilfred-owen
as-bronze-may-be-much-beautified-by-lying-in-dark-damp-soil-men-who-fade-in-dust-warfare-fade-fairer-sorrow-blooms-their-soul-wilfred-owen
for-by-my-glee-might-many-men-have-laughedand-my-weeping-may-something-have-been-leftwhich-must-die-now-wilfred-owen
red-lips-are-not-red-as-stained-stones-kissed-by-english-dead-wilfred-owen
dulce-et-decorum-est-bent-double-like-old-beggars-under-sacks-knockkneed-coughing-like-hags-we-cursed-through-sludge-till-on-haunting-flares-we-turned-our-backs-and-towards-our-d
bent-double-like-old-beggars-under-sacks-knockkneed-coughing-like-hags-we-cursed-through-sludge-till-on-haunting-flares-we-turned-our-backs-and-towards-our-distant-rest-began-to-
the-old-liedulce-et-decorum-est-pro-patria-mori-wilfred-owen
these-men-are-worth-your-tears-you-are-not-worth-their-merriment-wilfred-owen
but-old-man-would-not-but-slew-his-son-and-half-seed-europe-one-by-one-wilfred-owen
through-dense-din-i-say-we-heard-him-shout-i-see-your-lights-but-ours-had-long-died-out-wilfred-owen
now-begin-famines-thought-feeling-wilfred-owen
escape-there-is-one-unwatched-way-your-eyes-o-beauty-keep-me-good-that-secret-gate-wilfred-owen
all-poet-can-do-today-is-warn-wilfred-owen
and-in-happy-notime-his-sleeping-death-took-him-by-heart-wilfred-owen
hes-lost-his-colour-far-from-here-poured-it-down-shellholes-till-veins-ran-dry-wilfred-owen
children-are-not-meant-to-be-studied-but-enjoyed-only-by-studying-to-be-pleased-do-we-understand-them-wilfred-owen
after-all-my-years-playing-soldiers-then-reading-history-i-have-almost-mania-to-be-in-east-to-see-fighting-to-serve-wilfred-owen
those-who-have-no-hope-pass-their-old-age-shrouded-with-inward-gloom-wilfred-owen
all-theological-lore-is-becoming-distasteful-to-me-wilfred-owen
ambition-may-be-defined-as-willingness-to-receive-any-number-hits-on-nose-wilfred-owen
and-by-his-smile-i-knew-that-sullen-hall-by-his-dead-smile-i-knew-we-stood-in-hell-wilfred-owen
i-am-only-conscious-any-satisfaction-in-scientific-reading-thinking-when-it-rounds-off-into-poetical-generality-vagueness-wilfred-owen
flying-is-only-active-profession-i-would-ever-continue-with-enthusiasm-after-war-wilfred-owen
above-all-i-am-not-concerned-with-poetry-my-subject-is-war-pity-war-the-poetry-is-in-pity-wilfred-owen
my-subject-is-war-pity-war-wilfred-owen
whatever-mourns-when-many-leave-these-shores-whatever-shares-the-eternal-reciprocity-tears-wilfred-owen
what-passingbells-for-these-who-die-as-cattle-only-monstrous-anger-guns-wilfred-owen
do-you-know-what-would-hold-me-together-on-battlefield-the-sense-that-i-was-perpetuating-language-in-which-keats-rest-them-wrote-wilfred-owen
the-old-happiness-is-unreturning-boys-griefs-are-not-grievous-as-youths-yearning-boys-have-no-sadness-sadder-than-our-hope-wilfred-owen
i-thought-all-that-worked-dark-pitsof-war-dieddigging-rock-where-death-reputespeace-lies-indeed-wilfred-owen
be-bullied-be-outraged-be-killed-but-do-not-kill
if-i-have-got-to-be-soldier-i-must-be-good-one-anything-else-is-unthinkable
the-war-effects-me-less-than-it-ought-i-can-do-no-service-to-anybody-by-agitating-for-news-making-dole-over-slaughter
all-i-ask-is-to-be-held-above-barren-wastes-want
i-am-marooned-on-crag-superiority-in-ocean-soldiers
numbers-old-people-cannot-read-those-who-can-seldom-do
i-dont-ask-myself-is-life-congenial-to-me-but-am-i-fitted-for-am-i-called-to-ministry
i-was-boy-when-i-first-realized-that-fullest-life-liveable-was-poets
she-is-elegant-rather-than-belle
the-english-say-yours-truly-mean-it-the-italians-say-i-kiss-your-feet-mean-i-kick-your-head
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