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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 Cecil Adey (1888-1918)
Frederick Cecil Adey, child of James Frederick Adey and Irene Mary Adey was born in 1888. Married L.M. Adey andLived at 312, 21st Avenue, in West Calgary. Fought in WW1 (dogtag# 808758) as a Private in the 50th Battalion of the Canadian Infatry (Al. Died on Nov 8 1918 at the age of 30. Buried at Brookwood Military Cemetery, III . G . 7 in United Kingdom. A memorial for Frederick Cecil Adey can be found at St. Johns Heatherlands Church Parkstone,1914-1918 War Memorial in United Kingdom.
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