Category: World War I
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The Unforgotten by Caroline Eleanor Wilkinson
Unforgotten, unforgotten are the stalwart and the brave, Men who died for home and country, grand old Union Jack to save. Though the war-drum‘s beat is over, and the turmoil seems a dream, Still the faces of our loved ones, ever in our mem‘ry gleam. Trained not in their youth to warfare, yet they fought…
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Niagara by Vachel Lindsay (Poetry Magazine Version)
Within the town of Buffalo Are prosy men with leaden eyes. Like ants they worry to and fro, (Important men in Buffalo!) But only twenty miles away A deathless glory is at play Niagara, Niagara The women buy their lace and cry, “Oh, such a delicate design!” And over ostrich feathers sigh, By counters there…
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Niagara by Vachel Lindsay (Chinese Nightingale Version)
I Within the town of Buffalo Are prosy men with leaden eyes. Like ants they worry to and fro (Important men in Buffalo). But only twenty miles away A deathless glory is at play: Niagara, Niagara. The women buy their lace and cry: — “O such a delicate design,” And over ostrich feathers sigh,…