Sunday, 11 November 2012

Lest We Forget

(photo taken by me)

For The Fallen

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, 
England mourns for her dead across the sea. 
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, 
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal 
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, 
There is music in the midst of desolation 
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young, 
Straight of limb, true of eye, 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 contemn. 
At the going down of the sun and in the morning 
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again; 
They sit no more at familiar tables of home; 
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; 
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound, 
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, 
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known 
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, 
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain; 
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness, 
To the end, to the end, they remain.


  1. War is such a waste. It makes me angry.

    Lovely photo and tribute. :)

    1. War is indeed a waste but unfortunately there will always be people who will abuse their situation in life making it a necessary step at times.

      And thank you xxx

  2. I agree with Forestina. War is a waste, but it's always important to remember the dead.

  3. Beautiful picture and poem Melanie. I always find it hard to know what to say that hasn't been said a thousand times before, but this is a lovely tribute. Sad too in a way that so much beautiful poetry came from such horrific events. xx

    1. Thank you xxx
      It was always very sobering at the WWII events we used to go to, coming face to face with the veterans and hearing their stories.

  4. Beautiful post, Melanie, thank you. It's hard to believe sometimes how little time - in the grand scope of human history - has passed since the second world war ended. While thankfully (and one might say "miraculously", too) another war of that magnitude has not transpired, I think that the threat is always there, and that Remembrance Day is, without a doubt, one of the most important days of the years because it helps us stay in touch with the atrocities of war and the many reasons why peace must always be striven towards.

    ♥ Jessica

    1. I'm glad you liked it Jessica.
      Being that Andy and myself were so heavily involved in WWII living history re-enactment until recently, the second (and let us hope last) world war seems so close to us, I suppose because we were instrumental in 'not forgetting' and I was always so privileged to be able to speak to veterans and hear their stories. I was often fearful that they might take offence but they were grateful that their endeavours had not been forgotten, which is even more reason for us to remember all those that fought and who continue to fight for our freedom.

  5. I've clicked on this link several times and finally managed to comment- my wretched computer. This poem is beautiful. We sang a setting of it by Karl Jenkins at church and it was really powerful. I'm intending to write my own setting of it for next year. I started but didn't have the time to finish it!
    P.S. Doctor Alert!x Can I have that button please?!

    1. It is very beautiful, I never realised it had been set to music; good luck with your setting.

      I only just spotted this comment in my emails and had already responded to your Tom post with button details xxx


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