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Battlefields Visit to Northern France and Belgium 2003

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 the
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,
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