WW1 Poem Story Board
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- Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
- But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
- Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumblingFitting the clumsy helmets just in time,But someone still was yelling out and stumblingAnd flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.—
- Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori..
- 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.
- My friend, you would not tell with such high zestTo children ardent for some desperate glory,The old Lie: Dulce et decorum estPro patria mori.
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