One century ago today, World War I ended. Germany had been defeated and signed a surrender. All combatants agreed that the Armistice would commence on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month of 1918.
Meanwhile, in England, church bells were ringing to celebrate the end of fighting when a telegram was delivered to the Shrewsbury home of Thomas and Susan Owen. Its message was that their son, Wilfred Owen, had been killed in France just one week earlier, cut down by machine gun fire as he led troops across a canal in Ors. He was just 25.
Like the telegraph, the machine gun was a newish innovation. More than 50 years earlier, during the American Civil War, the first multiple-shot weapon, the Gatling gun, was introduced by the North. By World War I, Germany had refined the idea and in 1917 introduced a machine gun that could spit out 600 bullets a minute. One of those guns killed Wilfred Owen.
Another innovation of the war was the armored tank, deployed first by the British in the Battle of Somme in 1916 and soon afterward by the German army. In 1915, the Germans began lobbing chlorine gas during battles; the English responded with gas attacks of their own. The most deadly gas, mustard gas, was introduced by German forces in 1917; it too was taken up by the English.
Owen, a tutor and teacher, had been fighting in the British army since 1915. After more than two years at the front, he was sent back to England to be treated for for “shell shock,” which we now would call PTSD. During that period he wrote war poems that reflected his disillusionment and anger. He left these behind when he returned to the battlefield in July 1918. They were published in book form in 1920.
Owen had read his classics: Homer’s “Iliad,” the history/poem about theTrojan War and, Horace’s odes about the internal battles between the assassination of Julius Caesar and the transformation of the Roman republic into the Roman Empire.
The Romans built their influence with wars of conquest, and Horace was a sort of court poet who was expected to glorify heroism and even death in battle.
World War I wasn’t that kind of war, however, and Wilfred Owen’s most famous poem laid out the differences.
One Horatian line that Owen borrowed was this: “Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori,” which translates as “It is sweet and honorable to die for one’s country.” Owen had seen too much. He called that notion “The old Lie.”
Here is the poem itself.
Pro patria mori.
This poem is strong for its complex structure, for its imagery and for its unflinching description of a soldier’s death throes after a mustard gas attack.
Another artist, painter John Singer Sargent, visited a World War I battlefield and observed soldiers who had been blinded by mustard gas at a treatment station. From this experience, he made this painting, “Gassed,” which was completed in March 1919.