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.

Quote by Wilfred Owen

Topics: Death Quotes, Poetry Quotes, World War I Quotes

I find purer philosophy in a Poem than in a Conclusion of Geometry, a chemical...

I find purer philosophy in a Poem than in a Conclusion of Geometry, a chemical...

Behold, A ram caught in a thicket by its horns; Offer the Ram of Pride...

Behold, A ram caught in a thicket by its horns; Offer the Ram of Pride...

My arms have mutinied against me brutes! My fingers fidget like ten idle brats, My...

My arms have mutinied against me brutes! My fingers fidget like ten idle brats, My...

Numbers of the old people cannot read. Those who can seldom do.

Numbers of the old people cannot read. Those who can seldom do.

Ambition may be defined as the willingness to receive any number of hits on the...

Ambition may be defined as the willingness to receive any number of hits on the...

All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.

All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.

Move him into the sun Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of...

Move him into the sun Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of...

Shall Life renew these bodies? Of a truth All death will he annul, all tears...

Shall Life renew these bodies? Of a truth All death will he annul, all tears...

I am only conscious of any satisfaction in Scientific Reading or thinking when it rounds...

I am only conscious of any satisfaction in Scientific Reading or thinking when it rounds...

All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want.

All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want.

A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring...

A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring...

The English say, Yours Truly, and mean it. The Italians say, I kiss your feet,...

The English say, Yours Truly, and mean it. The Italians say, I kiss your feet,...

My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.

My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.

Be bullied, be outraged, by killed, but do not kill.

Be bullied, be outraged, by killed, but do not kill.

All a poet can do today is warn.

All a poet can do today is warn.

She is elegant rather than belle.

She is elegant rather than belle.

After all my years of playing soldiers, and then of reading History, I have almost...

After all my years of playing soldiers, and then of reading History, I have almost...

My arms have mutinied against me brutes! My fingers fidget like ten idle brats, My...

My arms have mutinied against me brutes! My fingers fidget like ten idle brats, My...

Statistics are the triumph of the quantitative method, and the quantitative method is the victory...

Statistics are the triumph of the quantitative method, and the quantitative method is the victory...

Personally, I've always thought dying on vacation was the better way to go . ....

Personally, I've always thought dying on vacation was the better way to go . ....

I don't expect you'll hear me writing any poems to the greater glory of Ronald...

I don't expect you'll hear me writing any poems to the greater glory of Ronald...