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John McCrae Quotes

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below.

John McCrae
Blow, Gun, Sky
Punch 8 Dec. 1915 "In Flanders Fields"

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.

John McCrae
Lying, Sunset, Dawn
John McCrae (2015). “In Flanders Fields and Other Poems”, p.20, Dundurn

Like restless birds, the breath of coming rain Creeps, lilac-laden, up the village street

John McCrae
Rain, Bird, Village
John McCrae (2015). “In Flanders Fields and Other Poems”, p.30, Dundurn

The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below

John McCrae
Gun, Singing, Poppies
'In Flanders Fields' (1915)

In Flanders fields the poppies blow.

John McCrae
Blow, Fields, Poppies
"In Flanders Fields" l. 1 (1915)

Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from falling hands we throw.

John McCrae
Fall, Hands, Quarrels