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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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Charles Frederick Lind (1879-1918)
Charles Frederick Lind, child of Emma Julia nee Cure and the late Charles Henry Lind was born in 1879. Lived at Sugar House Lane, Lower High Street, Southampton, in Poole (born). Fought in WW1 as a Fireman in the Mercantile Marine S.S. "Southborough" (Sydney, N.S.W.). Died on Jul 16 1918 at the age of 39. A memorial for Charles Frederick Lind can be found at Tower Hill Memorial.
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