Armistice Day

HunterICX · 11-11-10, 07:37 AM

May we never forget

HunterICX

krashkart · 11-11-10, 07:57 AM

Lest we never forget.

frau kaleun · 11-11-10, 08:49 AM

I saw a man this morning
Who did not wish to die;
I ask, and cannot answer,
if otherwise wish I.

Fair broke the day this morning
Upon the Dardanelles:
The breeze blew soft, the morn's cheeks
Were cold as cold sea-shells.

But other shells are waiting
Across the Aegean Sea;
Shrapnel and high explosives,
Shells and hells for me.

Oh Hell of ships and cities,
Hell of men like me,
Fatal second Helen,
Why must I follow thee?

Achilles came to Troyland
And I to Chersonese;
He turned from wrath to battle,
And I from three days' peace.

Was it so hard, Achilles,
So very hard to die?
Thou knowest, and I know not;
So much the happier am I.

I will go back this morning
From Imbros o'er the sea.
Stand in the trench, Achilles,
Flame-capped, and shout for me.

- Lt. Cdr. Patrick Shaw-Stewart, RNVR, 1888-1917

Written just prior to the battle of Gallipolli, which the author survived only to be killed in action in France two years later.

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frau kaleun Rear Admiral Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Skyri--oh who are we kidding, I'm probably at Lowe's. Again. Posts: 12,706 Downloads: 168 Uploads: 0	I saw a man this morning Who did not wish to die; I ask, and cannot answer, if otherwise wish I. Fair broke the day this morning Upon the Dardanelles: The breeze blew soft, the morn's cheeks Were cold as cold sea-shells. But other shells are waiting Across the Aegean Sea; Shrapnel and high explosives, Shells and hells for me. Oh Hell of ships and cities, Hell of men like me, Fatal second Helen, Why must I follow thee? Achilles came to Troyland And I to Chersonese; He turned from wrath to battle, And I from three days' peace. Was it so hard, Achilles, So very hard to die? Thou knowest, and I know not; So much the happier am I. I will go back this morning From Imbros o'er the sea. Stand in the trench, Achilles, Flame-capped, and shout for me. - Lt. Cdr. Patrick Shaw-Stewart, RNVR, 1888-1917 Written just prior to the battle of Gallipolli, which the author survived only to be killed in action in France two years later.