For the Fallen
Laurence Binyon
1869 to 1943
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With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England ______ for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her ______ they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the ______ of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august ______ royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There ______ music in the midst of desolation
And a glory ______ shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to ______ battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end ______ odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are ______ grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor ______ years condemn.
At the going down of the sun ______ in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle ______ with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no ______ at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot ______ our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
______ the innermost heart of their own land they are ______
As the stars are known to the Night;
As ______ stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the ______ that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.