To the Boys Lost in Our Cruisers
Others bring much, but these had most to bring;
All hope, all dreams, life left an unrun race;
For that has death, the just and gentle king,
Now set them first in place.
Sea-children! Still, by quiet copse and close,
Safe through your service, other children play
Dear brothers are you now to all of those,
For whom you died that day.
All hope, all dreams, life left an unrun race;
For that has death, the just and gentle king,
Now set them first in place.
Sea-children! Still, by quiet copse and close,
Safe through your service, other children play
Dear brothers are you now to all of those,
For whom you died that day.
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