In Flanders Fields

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Date: 1919
Publisher: Gale, a Cengage Company
Document Type: Poem
Length: 97 words
Content Level: (Level 4)

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Title: In Flanders Fields (McCrae, John) (Poem)
Published: January 01, 1915
Genre: Poem
Author: McCrae, John
Occupation: Canadian physician
Other Names Used: McCrae, John Alexander;

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
 That mark our place; and in the sky
 The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
 Loved and were loved, and now we lie
  In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
 The torch; be yours to hold it high.
 If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
  In Flanders fields.

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Gale Document Number: GALE|EJ2181850072