Which two parts highlight the psychological consequences of war? But now I’ve said goodbye to Galahad, And am no more a knight of dreams and show: For lust and senseless hatred make me glad, And my killed friends are with me where I go Wound for red wound I burn to smite their wrongs; And there is absolution in my songs. (Siegfried Sassoon, “Poet as Hero”) Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind. Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!-An ecstasy of fumbling, (Wilfred Owen, “Dulce Et Decorum Est”)
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