Their Name Liveth For Evermore
Ode of Remembrance by Laurence
Binyon
They went with songs to the battle, they were
young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and
aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds
uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left
grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Remembered on the
Silvertown war memorial in East London
MummyHen
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I too lost members of family in the world wars. Very sad day but without their sacrifice we would not be living the life we are now. The poem is very moving.
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ReplyDeleteHave been doing some research on ww1 with our daughter. My mother-in-law gave some things to her about Alfred William Dewberry. Alfred was my mother-in-laws grandfather.