{"id":1768,"date":"2014-11-11T11:11:16","date_gmt":"2014-11-11T11:11:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/?p=1768"},"modified":"2014-11-11T08:22:13","modified_gmt":"2014-11-11T08:22:13","slug":"remembrance-day-11-11-2014","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/?p=1768","title":{"rendered":"Remembrance Day 11-11-2014"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>For The Fallen<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,<br \/>\nEngland mourns for her dead across the sea.<br \/>\nFlesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,<br \/>\nFallen in the cause of the free.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal<br \/>\nSings sorrow up into immortal spheres.<br \/>\nThere is music in the midst of desolation<br \/>\nAnd a glory that shines upon our tears.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">They went with songs to the battle, they were young,<br \/>\nStraight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.<br \/>\nThey were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;<br \/>\nThey fell with their faces to the foe.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old, <\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. <\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>At the going down of the sun and in the morning <\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>We will remember them.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">They mingle not with laughing comrades again;<br \/>\nThey sit no more at familiar tables of home;<br \/>\nThey have no lot in our labour of the day-time;<br \/>\nThey sleep beyond England\u2019s foam.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">But where our desires are and our hopes profound,<br \/>\nFelt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,<br \/>\nTo the innermost heart of their own land they are known<br \/>\nAs the stars are known to the Night;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,<br \/>\nMoving in marches upon the heavenly plain;<br \/>\nAs the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,<br \/>\nTo the end, to the end, they remain.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">LAURENCE BINYON 1914<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/10\/poppy11.gif\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/remember.porthillscouts.org.uk\" target=\"_blank\">Porthill Scouts Killed in World War 1 and World War 2<\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">William Edgar Wood, my Great Grandfather, killed in France 1918<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Rowland Rowley, my Great Great Uncle, killed in France 1915<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">Spencer Rowley, my Great Great Uncle, killed in France 1917<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">We will remember them<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For The Fallen With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres. There is music in the &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/?p=1768\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Remembrance Day 11-11-2014&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1768","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-scouts"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/paTxP-sw","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1768","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1768"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1768\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1768"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1768"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.nawbus.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1768"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}