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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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Percy Hodge (1894-1914)
Percy Hodge, child of Joseph and Elizabeth Hodge was born in 1894. Lived in Poole. Fought in WW1 (dogtag# 8209) as a Private in the 1st Bn. Scots Guards. Died on Nov 11 1914 at the age of 20 in Belgium. A memorial for Percy Hodge can be found at Panel 11. Ypres (Menin Gate) Memorial.
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