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Dulce et Decorum Est
Transcript of Dulce et Decorum Est
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen MC (18 March 1893 – 4 November 1918) was an English poet and soldier, one of the leading poets of the First World War. His shocking, realistic war poetry on the horrors of trenches and gas warfare was heavily influenced by his friend Siegfried Sassoon and stood in stark contrast to both the public perception of war at the time, and to the confidently patriotic verse written by earlier war poets.
World War 1 lasted from
1914 - 1918.
It involved the worlds
The Allies = UK, France
The Central Powers =
Dulce et Decorum Est
At the time it was very popular to join the army. Young men wanted glory and honour on the battlfield, yet knew little of the harsh realities.
Wilfred Owen was different.....
Owen did not rush to enlist but he did
join the army.
Owen wrote from experience.
War and violence
It is one of the deadliest conflicts in history due to the advancement of technological warfare.
There was a lot of social pressure to join. How do these posters show this?
He was injured on the battlefield and while
recovering he met another famous war poet
He was a poet before the war and was
influenced by Romantic writers.
Yet this soon changed. He became disillusioned with the world and the war effort. Romantic themes were forgotten in exchange for the harsh realities of life.
He is known for describing the atrocities of trench and gas warfare.
He felt it was his duty to communicate to the people of Britain the horrific war conditions.
This is one of the reasons he returned to the battlefield.
Owen was killed in action on 4 November 1918
One week before the war was to end.
Images from the war
Who’s for the game, the biggest that’s played,
The red crashing game of a fight?
Who’ll grip and tackle the job unafraid?
And who thinks he’d rather sit tight?
Who’ll toe the line for the signal to ‘Go!’?
Who’ll give his country a hand?
Who wants a turn to himself in the show?
And who wants a seat in the stand?
Who knows it won’t be a picnic – not much-
Yet eagerly shoulders a gun?
Who would much rather come back with a crutch
Than lie low and be out of the fun?
Come along, lads –
But you’ll come on all right –
For there’s only one course to pursue,
Your country is up to her neck in a fight,
And she’s looking and calling for you.
How does Owen compare to a pro war poet?