FOR OUR DEAD
For you our dead, beyond the sea, Who gave your lives to hold us free, By lis, who keep your memory, eWhat can bo said? We cannot sing your praises right, Lost heroes of the endless fight; Whose souls into the lonely night, Too soon have fled. We can but honour, cherish, bless, Your sacred names; no words express The mensure of our thankfulness. To you our Dead. —Sir Sidney Low in London "Chronicle."
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Dominion, Volume 11, Issue 280, 15 August 1918, Page 3
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77FOR OUR DEAD Dominion, Volume 11, Issue 280, 15 August 1918, Page 3
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