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Thread #99480 Message #1987172
Posted By: Big Al Whittle
05-Mar-07 - 01:12 PM
Thread Name: BS: British Army at it again
Subject: RE: BS: British Army at it again
from Ave Imperatrix by Oscar Wilde
For not in quiet English fields Are these, our brothers, laid to rest, Where we might deck their broken shields With all the flowers the dead love best.
For some are by the Delhi walls, And many in the Afghan land, And many where the Ganges falls Through seven mouths of shifting sand.
And some in Russian waters lie, And others in the seas which are The portals to the East, or by The wind-swept heights of Trafalgar.
And thou whose wounds are never healed, Whose weary race is never won, 0 Cromwelrs England! must thou yield For every inch of ground a son?