An Imperial Elegy Poem by Wilfred Owen

An Imperial Elegy

Rating: 2.6


Not one corner of a foreign field
But a span as wide as Europe;
An appearance of a titan's grave,
And the length thereof a thousand miles,
It crossed all Europe like a mystic road,
Or as the Spirits' Pathway lieth on the night.
And I heard a voice crying
This is the Path of Glory.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Spruce 06 May 2019

The voice crying about glory can be interpreted as being those who send our youth to die, ie shouting...or those they sent to die ie tears...as a war veteran I interpret it both ways, one with sadness and one with anger

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Fabrizio Frosini 27 May 2016

'' And I heard a voice crying This is the Path of Glory. '' but how many died for such a ''glory''..! the real 'Path of Glory' would be the one that puts an end to all wars..

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Dawn Fuzan 27 April 2014

I like this one, its Good

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Dawn Fuzan 27 April 2014

I like this one, its Good

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