Now rather thank I God there is no risk Of gravers scoring it with florid screed. Let my inscription be this soldier's disc. Wear it, sweet friend. Inscribe no date nor deed. But may thy heart-beat kiss it, night and…

Quote by Wilfred Owen

Topics: World War I Quotes

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...

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...

Was it for this the clay grew tall?

Was it for this the clay grew tall?

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...

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.

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.

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

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

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...

She is elegant rather than belle.

She is elegant rather than belle.

All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.

All theological lore is becoming distasteful to me.

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...

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...

I don't ask myself, is the life congenial to me? But, am I fitted for,...

I don't ask myself, is the life congenial to me? But, am I fitted for,...

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...

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.

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...

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

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

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...

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...