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The Use of Torpedoes and Submarines in World War I

Poem For War:

In Flanders Field
By John MCcrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row by row That marks our place; and in the sky The larks still bravely, singing fly Scarce heard amid, the guns below.

We are the dead, short days ago. We lived felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie. In Flanders Fields.

Take up your quarrel with the foe: To you with failing hands we throw, the torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep though poppies blow In Flanders Fields. [|Submarines and Torpedos]