OUR DEAD AT GALLIPOLI.
They are not dead avlio in the storied place Their dust has sanctified —the Islam field And Crescent ridges—never back-, ward reeled, With broken ranks, a momentary .space. x
They are not dead—they of the Island Race, Who, when-the night’s red battlethunder pealed, Faced fiery death, and ere daAvn’s eye unsealed. * Flashed into a life a Nation li.v God's grace.
And now they lie in death’s triumphal, sleep, By faultless fame and loving memory blest-, To whom one glorious hour of life Avas given. The heroes that forever by sear and steep, By tho blue Dardanelles are laid to rest, Under tho silence of an alien "Heaven. J. B. O’Hara, in tho “Australasian.”
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Gisborne Times, Volume XLV, Issue 4011, 18 August 1915, Page 6
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117OUR DEAD AT GALLIPOLI. Gisborne Times, Volume XLV, Issue 4011, 18 August 1915, Page 6
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