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Wilfred Owen Quotes

«My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.»
«What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns.»
Author: Wilfred Owen (Poet, Soldier) | Keywords: bells, cattle, guns, monstrous
«My arms have mutinied against me ? brutes!My fingers fidget like ten idle brats,My back's been stiff for hours, damned hours.Death never gives his squad a Stand-at-ease.»
Author: Wilfred Owen (Poet, Soldier) | About: Death, Poetry, World War I | Keywords: brutes, mutinies, squads
«Move him into the sun ?Gently its touch awoke him once,At home, whispering of fields unsown.Always it woke him, even in France,Until this morning and this snow.»
Author: Wilfred Owen (Poet, Soldier) | About: Poetry, World War I | Keywords: woke
«A few, a few, too few for drums and yells,May creep back, silent, to still village wellsUp half-known roads.»
«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.»
«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...»
Author: Wilfred Owen (Poet, Soldier) | About: Poetry, World War I | Keywords: horns, thickets
«Shall Life renew these bodies? Of a truthAll death will he annul, all tears assuage?Or fill these void veins full again with youthAnd wash with an immortal water age?»
«Red lips are not so red/ As the stained stones kissed by the English dead.»
«All a poet can do today is warn. That is why the truest poets must be truthful.»