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

Quote by Wilfred Owen

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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...

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.

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

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

Do you know what would hold me together on a battlefield? The sense that I...

Do you know what would hold me together on a battlefield? The sense that I...

All a poet can do today is warn.

All a poet can do today is warn.

Flying is the only active profession I would ever continue with enthusiasm after the War.

Flying is the only active profession I would ever continue with enthusiasm after the War.

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...

If I have got to be a soldier, I must be a good one, anything...

If I have got to be a soldier, I must be a good one, anything...

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...

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...

Was it for this the clay grew tall?

Was it for this the clay grew tall?

Those who have no hope pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.

Those who have no hope pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.

The war effects me less than it ought. I can do no service to anybody...

The war effects me less than it ought. I can do no service to anybody...

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...

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

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

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...

Never fear: Thank Home, and Poetry, and the Force behind both.

Never fear: Thank Home, and Poetry, and the Force behind both.

I was a boy when I first realized that the fullest life liveable was a...

I was a boy when I first realized that the fullest life liveable was a...

When I begin to eliminate from the list all those professions which are impossible from...

When I begin to eliminate from the list all those professions which are impossible from...

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...