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1914 | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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Who is the god of Canongate? | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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‘Sweet is your antique body . . .’ | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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‘I saw his round mouth’s crimson...’ | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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‘Stunned by their life’s explosion . . .’ | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | ||
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The City Lights | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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'Has your soul sipped . . .’ | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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'Whereas most women . . .’ | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem | |
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‘It was a navy boy . . .’ | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) | Poem |
