Wednesday, June 18, 2008

For the Fallen

Our ride to Lille on the 5th July will take us through areas which witnessed some of the worst horrors of WWI. With this in mind, we hope to visit some of the memorials and cemeteries, starting from the Cenotaph in London (which I visited this afternoon),

The Queen lays a wreath at the Cenotaph

then on the continent Ypres (Passchendaele), Loos, Lille, Arras, and others. We probably won't manage the Somme and Verdun this time, but they're close by. I am moved just reading about some of the tragic battles that we will ride over - with losses of hundreds of thousands of men on both sides to capture mere miles which later were surrendered again. I reproduce a beautiful poem written by Laurence Binyon in 1914:

For the Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, 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 England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

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