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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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Frederick Henry Gibbs (1885-1916)
Frederick Henry Gibbs, child of Joseph Walter and Anne Gibbs Lily Constance Gibbs was born in 1885. Married Lily Constance Gibbs andLived at 33 Hill Street, in Poole. Fought in WW1 (dogtag# 27406) as a Private in the “D” Coy. 1st Bn. Hampshire Regiment of the Army. Died on Dec 21 1916 at the age of 31 in France. A memorial for Frederick Henry Gibbs can be found at Pier and Face 7C and 7B. Thiepval Memorial, Somme in France.
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