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HEY rose, The honored and the grave, The reverend, the grey, While one read out the names of those Who, gallant, young and brave, Upon the field of battle gave Their ardent lives away.

They rose to honor Youth— What honor could they give? What tribute shall we lay Who still in safety live? Before the shrine of those who pay The price of honor and of truth Giving their lives away?

They rose in reverence, yea; But those who lie Far on the Flanders field to-day Had not an answering word to say; Their silence thundered their reply— They gave their lives away!