Dulce et Decorum est
by Robert Service
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! - An ecstasy of fumbling
In all my dreams before my helpless sight
If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
Dulce et Decorum est: The phrase "Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori" is a Latin phrase from Horace, and translates literally something like "Sweet and proper it is for your country (fatherland) to die." The poem was originally intended to be addressed to an author who had written war poems for children.
"Dim through the misty panes . . ." should be understood by anyone who has worn a gas mask.
[British-born Canadian Poet, [1874 - 1958.]
This is my work in progress of stories, poetry (mine and also some of Wilfred Owen and Robert Service), commentary, and personal recollections.