The universal pervasion of ugliness, hideous landscapes, vile noises, foul language. . . everything. Unnatural, broken, blasted; the … - Wilfred Owen

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Wilfred Owen

The universal pervasion of ugliness, hideous landscapes, vile noises, foul language. . . everything. Unnatural, broken, blasted; the distortion of the dead, whose unburiable bodies sit outside the dug outs all day, all night, the most execrable sights on earth. In poetry we call them the most glorious.

Broken, Distortion, Landscapes, Night, Sight

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I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity. Yet these elegies are to this generation in no sense conciliatory. They may be to the next. All a poet can do today is warn. That is why the true Poets must be truthful.

Conciliatory, Elegies, Generations, Poet, This Generation, War

Ambition may be defined as the willingness to receive any number of hits on the nose.

Ambition, Defined, Funny, Number, Numbers

The old Lie:Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.

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Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.

Concerned, Pity, Poetry, Poetry Is, War

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.

Dead, Lips, Red, Stones