THE BRAVE DEAD.
« . To tho memory of the French sailors of tho Friant, who loat thoir lives in AiA'ing th<* passengers of tho Delhi. December 13th, 1311. Ye women of tho sunny land of France, Btetonne, or Norman, or fair Bordelaise, Mather, or wife, or aider far away Who never moro shall sco your men return, Your sailor-men who died this day to save Our English kinßfolk on tho stormy* sea; Tako yo our tears to mingle with your own I Tako yo tho thanks, words are too poor to give 1 Tako ye tho lovo of England ana tho love Of English women over all tho world, Bpeauso yo gavo your men to save thoir men. Vain is all comfort for a loss so dear, But in tho years to come when still yo geo Tho empty chair, and miss the voice yo loved, And the tear springs unbidden, at . the thought "Ho died to save an alien—he—my lovo, Far from my heart on this December morn," Lift up your hearts to us across tho years, Pardon our happier fc-rtuno, proudly say "Who died for England died tor France today." —F. W. HASLAM.
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Press, Volume LXVII, Issue 14232, 21 December 1911, Page 7
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