The Poetry of Wilfred Owen- Arms
- Created by: missmascara
- Created on: 17-03-10 21:36
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Arms and the Boy.
Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade
How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood;
Blue with all malice, like a madman's flash;
And thinly drawn with famishing for flesh.
Lend him to stroke these…
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