Although this was written by Laurence Binyon in remembrance of the British soldiers who perished at the outset of World War I, the words resonate for many around the globe: They went with songs to the battle, they were young. Straight of limb, true of eyes, 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 condemn. 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 Englands foam - Robert Laurence Binyon
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 18:11:17 +0000