It is sweet and fitting to die for one’s country. At least, that is the translation of the Latin epitaph at the end of Wilfred Owen’s seminal poem of the same name, which goes: Dulce et Decorum est/ Pro patria mori. It is taken from a line from the Roman poet Horace’s Odes and is contested in Owen’s poem as ‘the old lie’.
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