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.
(Wilfred Owen)
More Poetry from Wilfred Owen:
Wilfred Owen Poems based on Topics: Night, Success, Appearances- A Terre (being the philosophy of many soldiers) (Wilfred Owen Poems)
- Beauty (Wilfred Owen Poems)
- Beauty: [Notes for an unfinished poem] (Wilfred Owen Poems)
- A New Heaven (Wilfred Owen Poems)
- Antaeus: [A Fragment] (Wilfred Owen Poems)
- 1914 (Wilfred Owen Poems)