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Ben Whishaw Dulce et Decorum Est
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Wilfred Owen's Dulce et Decorum Est read by Ben Whishaw • Music: Beethoven - Symphony no 7, 2nd movement (excerpt) • From the album Words for You • Photo: http://img.poptower.com/pic-104744/be... • I do not own the rights to any of this. All rights belong to their respectful owners. • • Dulce et Decorum Est • • by Wilfred Owen • Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, • Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, • Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs • And towards our distant rest began to trudge. • Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots • But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; • Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots • Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind. • Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling, • Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time; • But someone still was yelling out and stumbling • And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime... • Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light, • As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. • In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, • He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. • If in some smothering dreams you too could pace • Behind the wagon that we flung him in, • And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, • His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin; • If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood • Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, • Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud • Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,— • My friend, you would not tell with such high zest • To children ardent for some desperate glory, • The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est • Pro patria mori.
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