England expects every man will do his duty- Admiral Lord Nelson
We are the Dead. Short days ago- Major John McCrae, May 1915.
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
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