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" 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... "
Desecration of the Flag: Hearings Before Subcommittee No. 4 ... 90-1, on H.R ... - Page 15
by United States. Congress. House. Committee on the Judiciary - 1967 - 349 pages
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 204

England - 1918 - 1062 pages
...message of guidance and encouragement from you who have had your Day : — " We. are the dead. . . . To you from failing hands we throw The torch ; be yours to hold it high : If ye break faith with us who die, We shall not sleep. . . ." There shall be no faith...
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The Granite Monthly: A Magazine of Literature, History and ..., Volumes 49-50

Local history - 1917 - 564 pages
...OUT 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,...from failing hands we throw The torch: be yours to hold it high! If ye break faith with us who die, We shall not sleep, tho' poppies grow In Flanders...
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The Medical World, Volume 37

Medicine - 1919 - 616 pages
...mark our place, and In the sky The larVs still bravely singing fly. Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunsets glow. Loved and were loved, and now we He In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the...
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The Sewanee Review, Volume 26

American fiction - 1918 - 550 pages
...their successors as a duty that is more than obedience to orders: — Take up our quarrel with our foe ! To you from failing hands we throw The torch ; be yours to hold it high ! If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders...
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Year Book of the Pennsylvania Society of New York

Pennsylvania Society of New York - Bibliography - 1920 - 194 pages
...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's glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the...
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The South Atlantic Quarterly, Volume 19

John Spencer Bassett, Edwin Mims, William Henry Glasson, William Preston Few, William Kenneth Boyd, William Hane Wannamaker - Civilization - 1902 - 450 pages
...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,...from failing hands we throw The torch ; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders...
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The Volta Review, Volume 21

Deaf - 1919 - 850 pages
...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,...from failing hands, we throw The torch ; be yours to lift it high ! If ye break faith with us who die, We shall not sleep, though poppies blow In Flanders...
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Rural Manhood, Volume 9

Henry Israel - Country life - 1910 - 762 pages
...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,...Fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe. To you, from falling hands, we throw The torch. Be yours to hold it high ; If ye break faith with us who die We...
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The Vassar Miscellany Monthly, Volume 4

1918 - 554 pages
...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,...Fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe, To you from falling hands we throw The Torch — be yours to hold it high ; If ye break faith with us who die,...
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My Home in the Field of Honour

Frances Wilson Huard - Fiction - 1916 - 320 pages
...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,...from failing hands, we throw The torch. Be yours to hold it high! If ye break faith with us who die vVe shall not sleep, though poppies blow In Flanders...
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