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 ...

including Dulce Et Decorum Est, Anthem for Doomed Youth and Strange Meeting. Hundreds gathered to see the unveiling in Oswestry's Cae Glas Park. Chris Woods, organiser of the Wilfred Owen Festival ...

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 ...