The Solder

If I should die, think only of me

That theres some corner of a foreign field

That is for ever England. There shall be

in that rich earth a richer dust concealed

A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware

Gave once her flowers to love, her ways to roam

A body of England’s breathing English air

Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home

And think, this heart, all evil shed away

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given

Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day

And laughter, learnt of friends, and gentleness

In hearts at peace, under an English heav

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captures the deep connection the speaker feels to England, emphasizing how even in death on foreign soil, his essence remains tied to his homeland. The poem expresses a serene acceptance of death, framing it as a noble contribution to the country’s legacy.

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Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written: ‘For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.’ No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
A special Mum is hard to find
For that we know is true
You gave to us unselfishly
Every single part of you

Your winning smile, those sparking eyes,
The way you made us laugh,
We know you were so peaceful
As you travelled Heaven’s path

Your memory is your inner strength,
Which last a whole life through,
God threw away the mould Mum
The day that he made you

Whenever we are lonely
And need your loving hand
We know that you will guide us
In life, to understand

That each day you’ll walk beside us,
We will never be alone,
The only thing that’s changed now Mum
Is that you are not at home
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.
This passage offers a vision of a feast prepared by God for all peoples, with death being swallowed up forever.
Oh that my words were written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book! Oh that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever! For I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the last he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been thus destroyed, yet in my flesh I shall see God, whom I shall see for myself, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. My heart faints within me!

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