_And gentlemen in England, now a-bed,
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here;
And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s Day._
SHAKESPEARE’S “Henry V.”
_They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow,
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe._
LAURENCE BINYON’S “For the Fallen.”
When we got the order to retire I found that both my boots were full of
blood. When I took them off I found that my feet had swollen and there
were two big holes in my heels: _Private E. Young_.
A Hand-shake!
The officer said, “Baker, our time has come. Be brave, and die like a
man. Good-bye.” He shook hands with me. I shall always remember the
minutes that followed: _A Mechanic of the English Flying Corps_.
Unhurt!
I saw one of the Bays, a lance-corporal, run towards the enemy with
a machine gun on his shoulders. He fired several rounds at them, and
escaped without a scratch. He was promoted to the rank of sergeant for
that: _Pte. Fill, 5th Dragoon Guards_.