Wilfred Owen Quotes - Page 3

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• Children are not meant to be studied, but enjoyed. Only by studying to be pleased do we understand them.

  Wilfred Owen

  Children, Study, Enjoyed

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.378, Delphi Classics

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

  Wilfred Owen

  Mean, Kissing, Feet

  Wilfred Owen (1967). “Collected letters”, Oxford University Press

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• Do you know what would hold me together on a battlefield? The sense that I was perpetuating the language in which Keats and the rest of them wrote!

  Wilfred Owen

  Together, Language, Holding On

  Wilfred Owen, Douglas Kerr (1994). “The Poems of Wilfred Owen”, p.11, Wordsworth Editions

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• The centuries will burn rich loads
  With which we groaned,
  Whose warmth shall lull their dreaming lids,
  While songs are crooned:
  But they will not dream of us poor lads,
  Left in the ground.

  Wilfred Owen

  Dream, Song, Time

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.178, Delphi Classics

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• I am only conscious of any satisfaction in Scientific Reading or thinking when it rounds off into a poetical generality and vagueness.

  Wilfred Owen

  Reading, Thinking, Vagueness

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.410, Delphi Classics

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• I have perceived much beauty
  In the hoarse oaths that kept our courage straight;
  Heard music in the silentness of duty;
  Found peace where shell-storms spouted reddest spate.

  Wilfred Owen

  Beauty, War, Storm

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.23, Delphi Classics

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• Was it for this the clay grew tall?

  Wilfred Owen

  Fighting, Clay, Sunbeams

  Poems (1963 ed.) "Futility"

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• Was it for this the clay grew tall? O what made fatuous sunbeams toil To break earth's sleep at all?

  Wilfred Owen

  Sleep, Clay, Toil

  'Greater Love' (written 1917)

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• Heart, you were never hot
  Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Heart, Hot

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.202, Delphi Classics

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• The Young Soldier It is not death Without hereafter To one in dearth Of life and its laughter, Nor the sweet murder Dealt slow and even Unto the martyr Smiling at heaven: It is the smile Faint as a (waning) myth, Faint, and exceeding small On a boy's murdered mouth.

  Wilfred Owen

  Life, Sweet, Laughter

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• I thought of all that worked dark pits
  Of war, and died
  Digging the rock where Death reputes
  Peace lies indeed.

  Wilfred Owen

  Death, War, Lying

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.178, Delphi Classics

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• When I begin to eliminate from the list all those professions which are impossible from a financial point of view and then those which I feel disinclined to-it leaves nothing

  Wilfred Owen

  Views, Lists, Impossible

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• For by my glee might many men have laughed,
  And of my weeping may something have been left,
  Which must die now.

  Wilfred Owen

  Men, Glee, May

  Wilfred Owen, “Strange Meeting”

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• Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.

  Wilfred Owen

  Eye, Secret, Way

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.646, Delphi Classics

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• My soul's a little grief, grappling your chest,
  To climb your throat on sobs; easily chased
  On other sighs and wiped by fresher winds.

  Wilfred Owen

  Grief, Wind, Soul

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.47, Delphi Classics

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• And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan.
  And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid
  Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further,
  Showed me its feet, the feet of many men,
  And the fresh-severed head of it, my head.

  Wilfred Owen

  Death, Men, Feet

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.194, Delphi Classics

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• Dead men may envy living mites in cheese,
  Or good germs even. Microbes have their joys,
  And subdivide, and never come to death.

  Wilfred Owen

  Death, Men, Envy

  Wilfred Owen (1965). “The Collected poems of Wilfred Owen”, p.65, New Directions Publishing

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• Whatever mourns when many leave these shores: Whatever shares The eternal reciprocity of tears.

  Wilfred Owen

  Tears, Share, Reciprocity

  1918 'Insensibility', collected in Poems (published1920).

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