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John McCrae
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“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.”
John McCrae (1872–1918) first seen 1915 wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
Recorded in: In Flanders Fields" (wr. 3 May 1915), in Punch, vol. 149 (8 December 1915), p. 468, col. 3. The 'blow' in l. 1 was printed thus; handwritten as 'grow'
“That day of battle in the dusty heat We lay and heard the bullets swish and sing Like scythes amid the over-ripened wheat, And we the harvest of their garnering.”
John McCrae (1872–1918) first seen 1906 wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
Recorded in: The Unconquered Dead", st. 2. From the University Magazine (1906)
“Bid them be patient, and some day, anon, They shall feel earth enwrapt in silence deep; Shall greet, in wonderment, the quiet dawn, And in content may turn them to their sleep.”
John McCrae (1872–1918) first seen 1917 wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
Recorded in: The Anxious Dead", st. 4. From The Spectator (1917)
“Men pass my grave, and say, "'Twere well to sleep, Like such an one, amid the uncaring dead!" How should they know the vigils that I keep, The tears I shed?”
John McCrae (1872–1918) first seen 1896 wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
Recorded in: Penance", st. 2. From the Canadian Magazine (1896)
“Like restless birds, the breath of coming rain Creeps, lilac-laden, up the village street.”
John McCrae (1872–1918) first seen 1896 wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source
Recorded in: Then and Now", l. 8. From Massey's Magazine (1896)
“The earth grows white with harvest; all day long The sickles gleam, until the darkness weaves Her web of silence o'er the thankful song Of reapers bringing home the golden sheaves. The wave tops whiten on the sea fields drear, And men go forth at haggard dawn to reap; But ever 'mid the gleaners' song we hear The half-hushed sobbing of the hearts that weep.”
John McCrae (1872–1918) said by 1918 at the latest wikiquote, CC BY-SA 4.0 source