Dulce Et Decorum Est (Wilfred Owen Poems)
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares ...
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares ...
We'd found an old Boche dug-out, and he knew, And gave us hell, for shell on frantic shell Hammered on ...
I, too, saw God through mud -- The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory ...
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