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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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John Frederick Walker (1915-1945)
John Frederick Walker, child of John Frederick and Margaret Walker was born in 1915. Married Doris Lilian Walker andLived in Branksome. Fought in WW2 (dogtag# 1577028) as a Gnr in the 306 Bty 27 Searchlight Regt. Royal Artillery of the 306 Bty. Died on Mar 14 1945 at the age of 30. Buried at Grave 39. Melcombe Regis Cemetery in Weymouth.
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