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.

They’re from one of the most famous poems of the war, “Dulce et Decorum Est” by Wilfred Owen. After his terrible experience in the trenches he suffered from what they used to call ‘shell ...

Wilfred Owen said, ‘My subject is War ... This idea is picked up in his other poems, including Dulce et Decorum Est where he attacks the ‘old lie’ that it is a sweet and fitting thing ...

Sassoon’s friend Wilfred Owen was drawn “to prove to ... Korda reproduces some famous poems in full, including Owen’s “Dulce et Decorum Est,” with its image of a man “guttering ...