Mary Middleton - A Nurse's Autograph Book, item 82

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    A Picture No Artist can Paint


Picture a fairy August night

When our lads from this town went out

                                            to fight

Outward they went to a foreign shore, 

They bid good-bye perhaps for evermore,

Many a poor Mother has broken her heart.

With one or two son's she has had to part

We'll fight to a finish now we have began

    Thats a picture no artist can paint

___________________________________________

Picture the lads in the Dardenelles.

Fighting there way through shot + shell

Onward they went, they knew no fear.

Little they thought that death was near.

Officers and sergeants privates as well.

Side by side they fought and fell.

There were eyes there to witness, but no tongue

                                                    can tell.

             Thats a picture no artist can paint

                               Cpl. J. Pahn

                           Cheshires


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    A Picture No Artist can Paint


Picture a fairy August night

When our lads from this town went out

                                            to fight

Outward they went to a foreign shore, 

They bid good-bye perhaps for evermore,

Many a poor Mother has broken her heart.

With one or two son's she has had to part

We'll fight to a finish now we have began

    Thats a picture no artist can paint

___________________________________________

Picture the lads in the Dardenelles.

Fighting there way through shot + shell

Onward they went, they knew no fear.

Little they thought that death was near.

Officers and sergeants privates as well.

Side by side they fought and fell.

There were eyes there to witness, but no tongue

                                                    can tell.

             Thats a picture no artist can paint

                               Cpl. J. Pahn

                           Cheshires



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  • October 30, 2018 22:40:07 Sarika Jain

        A Picture No Artist can Paint


    Picture a fairy August night

    When our lads from this town went out

                                                to fight

    Outward they went to a foreign shore, 

    They bid good-bye perhaps for evermore,

    Many a poor Mother has broken her heart.

    With one or two son's she has had to part

    We'll fight to a finish now we have began

        Thats a picture no artist can paint

    ___________________________________________

    Picture the lads in the Dardenelles.

    Fighting there way through shot + shell

    Onward they went, they knew no fear.

    Little they thought that death was near.

    Officers and sergeants privates as well.

    Side by side they fought and fell.

    There were eyes there to witness, but no tongue

                                                        can tell.

                 Thats a picture no artist can paint

                                   Cpl. J. Pahn

                               Cheshires


  • October 30, 2018 17:23:53 Annick Rodriguez

        A Picture No Artist can Paint


    Picture a fairy August night

    When our lads from this town went out

                                                to fight

    Outward they went to a foreign shore, 

    They bid good-bye perhaps for evermore,

    Many a poor Mother has broken her heart.

    With one or two son's she has had to part

    We'll fight to a finish now we have began

        Thats a picture no artist can paint

    ___________________________________________

    Picture the lads in the Dardenelles.

    Fighting there way through shot + shell

    Onward they went, they knew no fear.

    Little they thought that death was near.

    Officers and sergeants privates as well.

    Side by side they fought and fell.

    There were eyes there to witness, but no tongue

                                                        can tell.

                 Thats a picture no artist can paint

                                   Cpl. J. Pahn

                               Cheshires



  • October 30, 2018 17:21:26 Annick Rodriguez

        A Picture No Artist can Paint


    Picture a fairy August night

    When our lads from this town went out

                                                to fight

    Outward they went to a foreign shore, 

    They bid good-bye perhaps for evermore,

    Many a poor Mother has broken her heart.

    With one or two son's she has had to part



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