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Wilfred Owen

(1893-1918 / Shropshire / England)

Quotations

  • ''We only know war lasts, rain soaks, and clouds sag stormy.''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Exposure (l. 12). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.
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  • ''A mead
    Bordered about with warbling water brooks.
    A maid
    Laughing the love-laugh with me; proud of looks.''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. From My Diary, July 1914 (l. 17-20). . . Faber Book of Modern Verse, The. Michael Roberts, ed. (4th ed. revised by Peter Porter, 1982) Faber and Faber.
  • ''Bees
    Shaking the heavy dews from bloom and frond.
    Boys
    Bursting the surface of the ebony pond.''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. From My Diary, July 1914 (l. 9-12). . . Faber Book of Modern Verse, The. Michael Roberts, ed. (4th ed. revised by Peter Porter, 1982) Faber and Faber.
  • ''Was it for this the clay grew tall?
    MO what made fatuous sunbeams toil
    To break earth's sleep at all?''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Futility (l. 12-14). . . Oxford Book of War Poetry, The. Jon Stallworthy, ed. (1984) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Move him into the sun—
    Gently its touch awoke him once,
    At home, whispering of fields half-sown.''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Futility (l. 1-3). . . Oxford Book of War Poetry, The. Jon Stallworthy, ed. (1984) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Heart, you were never hot
    Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot;''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Greater Love (l. 19-20). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.
  • ''Red lips are not so red As the stained stones kissed by the English dead.''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. "Greater Love," (l. 1-2) (written 1917), publ. In The Poems of Wilfred Owen, ed. Edmund Blunden (1931). Opening lines.
  • ''Your slender attitude
    Trembles not exquisite like limbs knife-skewed,''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Greater Love (l. 7-8). . . Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry, The. Richard Ellmann and Robert O'Clair, eds. (2d ed., 1988) W. W. Norton & Company.
  • ''Happy are men who yet before they are killed
    Can let their veins run cold.''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Insensibility (l. 1-2). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
  • ''By choice they made themselves immune
    To pity and whatever moans in man
    Before the last sea and the hapless stars;
    Whatever mourns when many leave these shores;
    Whatever shares
    The eternal reciprocity of tears.''
    Wilfred Owen (1893-1918), British poet. Insensibility (l. 54-59). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.

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Hospital Barge

Budging the sluggard ripples of the Somme,
A barge round old Cérisy slowly slewed.
Softly her engines down the current screwed,
And chuckled softly with contented hum,
Till fairy tinklings struck their croonings dumb.
The waters rumpling at the stern subdued;
The lock-gate took her bulging amplitude;
Gently from out the gurgling lock she swum.

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