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It is sweet and honourable to die for one's country.
[Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.]
The pallor of girl's brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
I have perceived much beauty
In the hoarse oaths that kept our courage straight;
War brought more glory to their eyes than blood,
And gave their laughs more glee than shakes a child.
These men are worth
Your tears: You are not worth their merriment.
I, too, saw God through mud--
For his teeth seem for laughing round an apple.
There lurk no claws behind his fingers supple;
these blind, blunt bullet-leads
Which long to nuzzle in the hearts of lads,
I tried to peg out soldierly,--no use!
One dies of war like any old disease.
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