Tuesday, December 31, 2002

The Parable Of The Old Man And The Young Comments

Rating: 3.2

So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went,
And took the fire with him, and a knife.
And as they sojourned both of them together,
Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father,
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Wilfred Owen
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Nicole Settimi 15 November 2018

'Oh, Death was never enemy of ours! We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.' - Favorite lines. Great write!

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Philip Housiaux 10 January 2008

Just extraordinary: the transposition of the preparation for the sacrifice of Isaac onto the actual sacrifice of the young men in the millions of WWI. I cannot imagine myself every finding such a profound insight for my own humble poems.

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Robert Howard 20 August 2006

This chilling poem was set twice by Benjamin Britten. The first time he composed it into a duet with piano. The second time around it wound up in the War Requiem.

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