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If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. IF YE WAKE FACE WITH US WHO DIE WE SHALL NOT SLEEP THOUGH POPPIES GROW IN FLANDERS FIELDS
he Unconquered Dead 1906 The Captain 1913 The Song of the Derelict 1898 Quebec 1908 Then and Now 1896 Unsolved 1895 The Hope of My Heart 1894 Penance 1896 Slumber Songs 1897 The Oldest Drama 1907 Recompense 1896 Mine Host 1897 Equality 1898 Anarchy 1897 Disarmament 1899 The Dead Master 1913 The Harvest of the Sea 1898 The Dying of Pere Pierre 1904 Eventide 1895 Upon Watts' Picture "Sic Transit" 1904 A Song of Comfort 1894 The Pilgrims 1905 The Shadow of the Cross 1894 The Night Cometh 1913 In Due Season 1897 John McCrae An Essay in Character by Sir Andrew Macphail In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago 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.  IN FLANDERS FIELDS BY JOHN MAC CRAYE READ FOR LIBRA VAUX DOT ORG BY ABBEY IN FLANDERS FIELDS THE POPPIES BLOW BETWEEN THE CROSSES ROW ON ROW THAT MARK OUR PLACE AND IN THE SKY THE LARK STILL BRAVELY SINGING FLY SCARCE HEARD AMID THE GUNS BELOW WE ARE THE DEAD SHORT DAYS AGO WE LIVED FELT DAWNS ON THE 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
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