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The Soldier.

 

If I should die, think only this of me

That there's some corner of a foreign field

That is for ever England.

There shall be, in that rich earth a richer dust concealed

A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,

Gave,once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam

A body of England's, breathing English air,

Washed by rivers, blest by suns of home.

 

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given

Her sights and sounds;dreams happy as her day,

And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,

In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

 

 

Rupert Brooke.

 

 

Lest We Forget.

 

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