John McCrae Quotes and Sayings
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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 among the guns below. John McCrae | Refcard PDF ↑
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Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from falling hands we throw. John McCrae | Refcard PDF ↑
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We shall not sleep, though poppies grow: In Flanders fields. John McCrae | Refcard PDF ↑