Beneath a bitter sky,
Up, on the beaches of France,
Boyish faces,
Through the flash of pain,
Understood and saw, with one all-seeing glace.
The gave their most precious,
Their one life to give –
British, Germans,
Sleeping face-earthwards,
Each that his country might live.

Death unites them all.
In the end
When they stand before God’s eye,
They will stand as men with a cause
For which they dared to die.
There the hymn of the world shall blossom
As the songs of nations go –
For unity on earth
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