The Young Soldier
Read 'The Young Soldier' by 'Wilfred Owen' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
It is not death
Without hereafter
To one in dearth
Of life and its laughter,
Nor the sweet murder
Dealt slow and even
Unto the martyr
Smiling at heaven:
It is the smile
Faint as a (waning) myth,
Faint, and exceeding small
On a boy's murdered mouth.
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