Wilfred Owen Quotes About War

• No me interesa la poesía. Mi tema es la Guerra, y la lástima de la Guerra. La poesía está en la lástima. Sin embargo, estas elegías no son conciliadoras para esta generación. Pueden serlo para la próxima. Todo lo que un poeta puede hacer hoy es advertir. Por eso los verdaderos poetas deben ser veraces.

  Wilfred Owen

  Guerra, Esta Generación, Generaciones

• La tierra de nadie bajo la nieve es como la cara de la luna: caótica, plagada de cráteres, inhabitable, horrible, morada de la locura.

  Wilfred Owen

  Guerra, Luna, Hombres

  Wilfred Owen (1965). "The Collected poems of Wilfred Owen", p.160, New Directions Publishing.

• Por encima de todo no me preocupa la Poesía. Mi tema es la Guerra, y la lástima de la Guerra. La poesía está en la lástima.

  Wilfred Owen

  Guerra, Piedad, Poesía Es

  Poemas (ed. 1963) prefacio

• ¿Qué campanas de paso para estos que mueren como ganado? Sólo la ira monstruosa de las armas.

  Wilfred Owen

  Guerra, Arma, Campanas

  "Himno para la juventud condenada" l. 1 (escrito en 1917)

• Then, when much blood had clogged their chariot-wheels I would go up and wash them from sweet wells, Even with truths that lie too deep for taint. I would have poured my spirit without stint But not through wounds; not on the cess of war.

  Wilfred Owen

  Dulce, Guerra, Mentira

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.189, Delphi Classics

• La vieja mentira: Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.

  Wilfred Owen

  Guerra, Mentira, Latín

  "Dulce et Decorum Est" l. 21 (escrito en 1918) Véase Horace 20

• Walking abroad, one is the admiration of all little boys, and meets an approving glance from every eye of elderly.

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Eye, Boys

• Felices los hombres que antes de morir
  Pueden dejar que sus venas se enfríen.

  Wilfred Owen

  Correr, Miedo, Guerra

  Wilfred Owen, Douglas Kerr (1994). "The Poems of Wilfred Owen", p.18, Ediciones Wordsworth

• The marvel is that we did not all die of cold. As a matter of fact, only one of my party actually froze to death before he could be got back, but I am not able to tell how many have ended up in hospital. We were marooned in a frozen desert. There was not a sign of life on the horizon and a thousand signs of death.

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Party, Horizon

• Mi tema es la guerra, y la lástima de la guerra.

  Wilfred Owen

  Guerra, Piedad, Temas

  Prefacio (escrito en 1918)

• And some cease feeling
  Even themselves or for themselves.
  Dullness best solves
  The tease and doubt of shelling

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Feelings, Doubt

  Wilfred Owen (1965). “The Collected poems of Wilfred Owen”, p.37, New Directions Publishing

• It seemed that out of battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which titanic wars had groined.

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Tunnels, Long

  'Strange Meeting' (written 1918)

• I thought of all that worked dark pits
  Of war, and died
  Digging the rock where Death reputes
  Peace lies indeed.

  Wilfred Owen

  Death, War, Lying

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.178, Delphi Classics

• Yo también vi a Dios a través del barro - El barro que se agrietaba en las mejillas cuando los miserables sonreían. La guerra trajo más gloria a sus ojos que la sangre, Y dio a sus risas más alegría que sacude a un niño.

  Wilfred Owen

  Niños, Guerra, Ojo

  Wilfred Owen (2013). "Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)", p.23, Delphi Classics.

• Este libro no trata de héroes. La poesía inglesa aún no está preparada para hablar de ellos. Tampoco trata de hazañas, ni de tierras, ni de nada que tenga que ver con la gloria, el honor, la fuerza, la majestad, el dominio o el poder, excepto la Guerra. Por encima de todo, no me preocupa la poesía. Mi tema es la guerra y la lástima de la guerra. La poesía está en la lástima.

  Wilfred Owen

  Guerra, Libro, Héroe

  Prefacio (escrito en 1918)

• I have perceived much beauty
  In the hoarse oaths that kept our courage straight;
  Heard music in the silentness of duty;
  Found peace where shell-storms spouted reddest spate.

  Wilfred Owen

  Beauty, War, Storm

  Wilfred Owen (2013). "Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)", p.23, Delphi Classics.

• Flying is the only active profession I could ever continue with enthusiasm after the War.

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Flying, Enthusiasm

  "The Collected Poems of Wilfred Owen".

• I, too, saw God through mud

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Mud, Saws

  Wilfred Owen (2013). "Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)", p.23, Delphi Classics.

• The war affects me less than it ought. But I can do no service to anybody by agitating for news or making dole over the slaughter.

  Wilfred Owen

  War, News, Slaughter

  "Complete Works of Wilfred Owen".

• I tried to peg out soldierly,--no use!
  One dies of war like any old disease.

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Use, Disease

  Wilfred Owen (1965). “The Collected poems of Wilfred Owen”, p.64, New Directions Publishing

• Heart, you were never hot
  Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot

  Wilfred Owen

  War, Heart, Hot

  Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.202, Delphi Classics

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