The Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month at the Eleventh Hour...Before Omaha Beach, D-Day (June 1944) If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
During World War I (1914 - 1918) 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,
Funeral Mass (Date Unknown) A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers blest by the suns of home.
Mass on the Battlefield (Date Unknown) And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thought by England given;
Mass on the Battlefield (Date Unknown) Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English Heaven
Source: "The Soldier" by Rupert Brooke (1887 - 1915)Image Sources: Believed to be in the Public Domain