Original Text: 
Wilfred Owen, Poems By Wilfred Owen with an Introduction by Siegfried Sassoon (London: Chatto and Windus, 1921): 25. PR 6029 W4P6 Robarts Library
1Move him into the sun--
2Gently its touch awoke him once,
3At home, whispering of fields unsown.
4Always it awoke him, even in France,
5Until this morning and this snow.
6If anything might rouse him now
7The kind old sun will know.
8Think how it wakes the seeds--
9Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
10Are limbs so dear-achieved, are sides
11Full-nerved,--still warm,--too hard to stir?
12Was it for this the clay grew tall?
13--O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
14To break earth's sleep at all?
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition: 
RPO 1996-2000.