War diary of William J. McNamara

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 Left page 

there they take their long

last sleep. May that 

streem for ever moistne  moisten 

every flower upon their

breasts till that day when

god shall take them to

his own eternal rest

Then good bye loved marne

river may your ever endless

tide keep fresh the graves

of they who sleep across

the greate divide.

            ______________________

                   Marie

 l long again to see the Seine

roll on through gay Parie. I 

can picture there one evening

fair I strolled with you

Marie. The moon shone on the

river as we passed in friendly

talk. The Efil  Eiffel  tower had

dimmed her light on our

pleasant evening walk.

But the war clouds came 

between us + was parted

you + me. the sweetest girl

in all the world Marie

of old Parie

 Right page 

II

I see that old thatched

roof again + look on it

with pride + will bless 

the foam that guides

me home to where they

lived + Died. To

that old churchyard in

Fedamore my wearied feet

would stray + beside

their graves I sadly kneel

+ kiss that sacred clay

Oh Irish clay they

loved so well. twas

God + you alone. that

brightened every hour

they spent in that

quaint old humble 

home. + when lifes work

was over + had said

their last good bye

they left in peace with

Ireland. To meet their God on

high

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 Left page 

there they take their long

last sleep. May that 

streem for ever moistne  moisten 

every flower upon their

breasts till that day when

god shall take them to

his own eternal rest

Then good bye loved marne

river may your ever endless

tide keep fresh the graves

of they who sleep across

the greate divide.

            ______________________

                   Marie

 l long again to see the Seine

roll on through gay Parie. I 

can picture there one evening

fair I strolled with you

Marie. The moon shone on the

river as we passed in friendly

talk. The Efil  Eiffel  tower had

dimmed her light on our

pleasant evening walk.

But the war clouds came 

between us + was parted

you + me. the sweetest girl

in all the world Marie

of old Parie

 Right page 

II

I see that old thatched

roof again + look on it

with pride + will bless 

the foam that guides

me home to where they

lived + Died. To

that old churchyard in

Fedamore my wearied feet

would stray + beside

their graves I sadly kneel

+ kiss that sacred clay

Oh Irish clay they

loved so well. twas

God + you alone. that

brightened every hour

they spent in that

quaint old humble 

home. + when lifes work

was over + had said

their last good bye

they left in peace with

Ireland. To meet their God on

high


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  • November 24, 2017 17:02:26 Thomas A. Lingner

     Left page 

    there they take their long

    last sleep. May that 

    streem for ever moistne  moisten 

    every flower upon their

    breasts till that day when

    god shall take them to

    his own eternal rest

    Then good bye loved marne

    river may your ever endless

    tide keep fresh the graves

    of they who sleep across

    the greate divide.

                ______________________

                       Marie

     l long again to see the Seine

    roll on through gay Parie. I 

    can picture there one evening

    fair I strolled with you

    Marie. The moon shone on the

    river as we passed in friendly

    talk. The Efil  Eiffel  tower had

    dimmed her light on our

    pleasant evening walk.

    But the war clouds came 

    between us + was parted

    you + me. the sweetest girl

    in all the world Marie

    of old Parie

     Right page 

    II

    I see that old thatched

    roof again + look on it

    with pride + will bless 

    the foam that guides

    me home to where they

    lived + Died. To

    that old churchyard in

    Fedamore my wearied feet

    would stray + beside

    their graves I sadly kneel

    + kiss that sacred clay

    Oh Irish clay they

    loved so well. twas

    God + you alone. that

    brightened every hour

    they spent in that

    quaint old humble 

    home. + when lifes work

    was over + had said

    their last good bye

    they left in peace with

    Ireland. To meet their God on

    high

  • July 7, 2017 17:36:20 Annick Rodriguez

    there they take their long

    last sleep. May that 

    streem for ever moisture

    every flower upon their

    breasts till that day when

    god shall take them to

    his own eternal rest

    Then good bye loved marne

    river may your ever endless

    tide keep fresh the graves

    of they who sleep across

    the greate divide.

                ______________________

                       Marie

     l long again to see the scene

    roll on through gay Paris. I 

    can picture there one evening

    fair I strolled with you

    Marie. The moon shone on the

    river as we passed in friendly

    talk. The Efil tower had

    dimmed her light on our

    pleasant evening walk.

    Bu the war clouds came 

    between us - was parted

    you + me. the sweetest girl in all the world Marie

    of old Paris

    [end left page]

    [start right page]

    I see the   II  old thatched

    rooff again + look on it

    with pride + will bless 

    the foam that guides

    me home to where they

    lived + Died.         To

    that old churchyard in

    Fedamore my wearied feet

    would stray + beside

    their graves I sadly kneel

    + kiss that sacred clay

    of Irish clay they

    loved so well. twas

    God + you alone. that

    brightened every hour

    they spent in that

    quaint old humble 

    home. + when lifes work

    was over  ...  had said

    their last good bye

    they left in peace with

    Ireland. To meet their God or

    high


  • July 6, 2017 17:49:47 Annick Rodriguez

    there they take their long

    last sleep. May that 

    streem for ever moisture

    every flower upon their

    breasts till that day when

    god shall take them to

    his own eternal rest

    Then good bye loved marne

    river may your ever endless

    tide keep fresh the graves

    of they who sleep across

    the greate divide.

                ______________________

                       Marie

     l long again to see the scene

    roll on through gay Paris. I 

    can picture there one evening

    fair I strolled with you

    Marie. The moon shone on the

    river as we passed in friendly

    talk. The Efil tower had

    dimmed her light on our

    pleasant evening walk.

    Bu the war clouds came 

    between us - was parted

    you + me. the sweetest girl in all the world Marie

    of old Paris



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    Verdun

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  • Story location Verdun


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4433 / 51863
Source
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Contributor
Tom McNamara
License
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  • English

  • Western Front




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