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The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the Eleventh month.....FLANDERS FIELDS REMEMBRANCE DAY - llth NOVEMBER. 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 YOU BREAK FAITH WITH US WHO DIE WE SHALL NOT SLEEP, THOUGH POPPIES GROW IN FLANDERS FIELDS. IN THE ELEVENTH HOUR OF THE ELEVENTH DAY OF THE ELEVENTH MONTH... WE WILL REMEMBER THEM !

The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the Eleventh month....

 

FLANDERS FIELDS

REMEMBRANCE DAY - 11th NOVEMBER.

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 YOU BREAK FAITH WITH US WHO DIE
WE SHALL NOT SLEEP, THOUGH POPPIES GROW

IN FLANDERS FIELDS.

IN THE ELEVENTH HOUR OF THE ELEVENTH DAY OF THE ELEVENTH MONTH...

WE WILL REMEMBER THEM !

Lest we forget....