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 168 E. V. LUCAS

��They'll never hear another bird, Another gay or loving word — Those men who lie so cold and lone, Far in a country not their own ; Those men who died for you and me. That England still might sheltered be And our smug lives be much the same (Although to live is almost shame).

— E. V. Lucas.

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