In Flanders Fields Poem Printable. Take up our quarrel with the foe: Scarce heard amid the guns.
Poem In Flanders Fields Printable
Web we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie. Short days ago we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie in flanders fields. Web short days ago we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie in flanders fields. To you from failing hands we throw the torch; To you from failing hands we throw. In flanders fields the poppies blow. Web we are the dead. Between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place; Take up our quarrel with the foe: Web in flanders fields and other poems, a 1919 collection of mccrae's works, contains two versions of the poem:
Be yours to hold it high. Web short days ago we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie in flanders fields. Be yours to hold it high. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw the torch; To you from failing hands we throw. Web we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, loved and were loved, and now we lie. Between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place; Take up our quarrel with the foe: Web we are the dead. To you from failing hands we throw the torch;
