Dulce Et Decorum Est Essay
When fit young men are described as ‘marching asleep, losing their boots, lim
ping on blood-shod, all lame, all blind, nobody escaped, drunk with fatigue and deaf to the
sound of artillery shells behind them, this has really gone beyond a battle where people got
shot. Everybody was debilitated to some degree. To have to keep going despite the above
conditions, and then to compound things, the absolute exhaustion.
The poem takes on a different pace in the second sestet, ‘Gas! Gas! Quick,