Friday, May 30, 2014

In Flanders Fields Memorial Clip Art

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The Clinton War Memorial on the South East corner of De Witt Clinton Park, located at 11th Avenue and 52nd Street. May 28th is “In Flanders Fields Memorial Day” in the City of New York.

The granite pedestal is inscribed with a verse from the famous poem written by John McCrae (1872-1918), In Flanders Fields.

"In Flanders Fields" is a war poem in the form of a rondeau, written during the First World War by Canadian physician Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae. He was inspired to write it on May 3, 1915.

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In Flanders Fields Memorial Clip Art

In Flanders Fields Memorial Clip Art

The first chapter of In Flanders Fields and Other Poems, a 1919 collection of McCrae's works, gives the text of the poem as follows:

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

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