TO THE FALLEN.

Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 38, 3 December 1920, Page 1

TO THE FALLEN.

They sleep heneath no Immemorial yews, Their resting place no temple arches hem ; No Blazohed shaft of graven tablet woos Men's praise — and yet we shall remember them. The unforgetting clouds shall drop their tears : The winds in ceaseless lamentation "wail, For God's white knights are lying on their biers, Who pledged their services to re&tore the grail. They gave their lives to make the whole world free ; They reckoned not to what flag they were assigned, The Starry Banner, Cross, or Fleur de Lis — Their sacrifice was made for all mankind. For thern the task is done, the strife is stilled ; No more shall care disturb, nor zeal condemn ; And where the larger good has been ful-, filled, In coming years we shall remember them. How can the world their deeds forget? In France Whits crosses everywhere lift pailid hands, Like silent sentinels with sword and lance, To keep their memory safe* for other lands, What need have they for holy sepulture? Within the hearts of men is haliowed ground— A sanctuary where they rest secure, And with Love's imiribrtality are crowned. And far-off voices of the future sing, "They shall remain in memory's diadem," And winds of promise still are whispering That same refrain, "We shall remember them."