Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!– An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime.–
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,–
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori

Wilfred Owen (1917–1918)

Wilfred Owen (1893–1918) was an English poet and a soldier in The Great War. He spent 1916–1917 on the front in France, and led a platoon into the Somme. He was hospitalized in England to recuperate from shell shock during 1917–1918, where he met fellow poet Sigfried Sassoon, and began to write the poems for which he is best known today. The early drafts of Dulce Et Decorum Est were personally dedicated To Jessie Pope, a civilian poet who published a number of jingoistic poems in popular newspapers, praising the heroism of soldiers and urging young men to enlist.

Owen went back to active service in France in October 1918. He was killed by machine gun fire at the forcing of the Sambre-Oise Canal, one week before the Armistice. He was awarded the Military Cross after his death, for courage on the battlefield.

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