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Wilfred Owen: Selected Poetry and Prose
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Three colours have I known the Deep to wear; 'Tis weH today that Purplc grandeurs gloom, Veiling the Emerald sheen and Sky-blue glare. Weil, too, that lowly-brooding clouds now 100m In sablc majesty around, fringed fair With ermine-white of surf: to me they bear Watery memorials of His mystic doom Whose Name was writ in Water (saith his tomb).