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.
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Wikipedia: Ode of Rememberance
From The “Ode of Remembrance“, an ode in Laurence Binyon‘s poem, “For the Fallen“, which was first published in The Times in September 1914. The poem honored the World War I British war dead of that time; over time, these third and fourth stanzas of the poem (although often just the fourth)[1] were claimed as a tribute to all casualties of war, regardless of state.
We remember too. Have a marvellous Memorial Monday.
Best wishes Molly