Category Archives: War Dead

He dropped, – more sullenly than wearily, Lay stupid like a cod, heavy like meat, And none of us could kick him to his feet; -Just blinked at my revolver, blearily; -Didn’t appear to know a war was on, Or see the blasted trench at which he stared. ‘I’ll do ‘em in,’ he whined, ‘if this hand’s spared, I’ll murder them, I will.’ A low voice said, ‘It’s Blighty, p’raps, he sees; his pluck’s all gone, Dreaming of all the valiant, that aren’t dead: Bold uncles, smiling ministerially; Maybe his brave young wife, getting her fun In some new home, improved materially.

Wilfred Owen

Didn't appear to know a war was on

Didn't appear to know a war was on

“Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.”

William Shakespeare

US Civil War Dead