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If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
Rupert Brooke |
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Horace Edgar Kiddle (1920-1941)
Horace Edgar Kiddle, child of Mrs A L Kiddle was born in 1920. Fought in WW2 (dogtag# P/KX 109466) as a Stoker 2nd Class in the H.M.S. Greyhound Royal Navy. Died on May 22 1941 at the age of 21. A memorial for Horace Edgar Kiddle can be found at Panel 56, Column 1. Portsmouth Naval Memorial in United Kingdom.
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