<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">Our Soldier Dead</h1><p class="byline"> ANNETTE KOHN <br xmlns:exist="http://exist.sourceforge.net/NS/exist" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40"/><span class="smallcaps">IN The New York Times</span><br xmlns:exist="http://exist.sourceforge.net/NS/exist" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40"/>Permission to reproduce in this book</p><div class="stanza"><p class="line">"IN Flanders fields, where poppies blow," </p><p class="line">In France where beauteous roses grow, </p><p class="line">There let them rest--forever sleep, </p><p class="line">While we eternal vigil keep </p><p class="line">With our heart's love--with our soul's pray'r, </p><p class="line">For all our Fallen "Over There."</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The sounding sea between us rolls </p><p class="line">And in perpetual requiem tolls-- Three thousand miles of cheerless space </p><p class="line">Lie 'twixt us and their resting place; </p><p class="line">'Twas God who took them by the hand </p><p class="line">And left them in the stranger land.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The earth is sacred where they fell--</p><p class="line">Forever on it lies the spell </p><p class="line">Of hero deeds in Freedom's cause, </p><p class="line">And men unborn shall come and pause </p><p class="line">To say a prayer, or bow the head,</p><p class="line">So leave these graves to hold their dead.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Let not our sighing nor our tears </p><p class="line">Fall on them through the coming years </p><p class="line">Who on the land, on sea, in air, </p><p class="line">With dauntless courage everywhere, </p><p class="line">Their homes and country glorified--</p><p class="line">Stood to their arms and smiling died.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Great France will leave no need nor room </p><p class="line">That we place flowers on their tomb--</p><p class="line">And proudly o'er their resting place, </p><p class="line">Will float forever in its grace, </p><p class="line">O'er cross, and star, and symbol tag, </p><p class="line">Their own beloved country's flag.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The morning sun will gild with light, </p><p class="line">The stars keep holy watch at night, </p><p class="line">The winter spread soft pall of snow, </p><p class="line">The summer flowers about them grow, </p><p class="line">The sweet birds sing their springtime call </p><p class="line">God's love and mercy guard them all. </p></div></body></html>

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