A GRAVE IN FLANDERS
Here in the marshland, past the battered bridge, One of a hundred grains untimely sown, Here, with his comrades on the hard-won ridge, He rests, unknown. His horoscope had seemed so plainly drawn— School triumphs, earned apace in work and play ; Friendships at will; then love’s delightful dawn And mellowing clay. _ Home fostering hope ; some sendee to the State; Benignant age ; then the long tryst to keep Where in tho yew-tree shadow congregate His fathers sleep. Was here the one thing needful to distill From life’s alembic, through this holier fate The man’s essentia! soul, the hero Will? We ask; and wait. ' —By Lord Crowe, in the ‘Harrow School Magazine.’ His son-in-law, Captain the Hon. A. E. B. O’Neill, M.P., was killp/J in action - ! <y
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Evening Star, Issue 16033, 9 February 1916, Page 2
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129A GRAVE IN FLANDERS Evening Star, Issue 16033, 9 February 1916, Page 2
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