We who are left, how shall we look again Happily on the sun or feel the rain Without remembering how they who went Ungrudgingly and spent Their lives for us loved, too, the sun and rain? — Wilfrid Wilson Gibson Copy Share Image
We who are left, how shall we look again Happily on the sun or feel the rain Without remembering how they who went Ungrudgingly… — Wilfrid Wilson Gibson Copy Share Image
“Aye: though we hunted high and low, And hunted everywhere, Of the three men's fate we found no trace Of any kind in any… — Wilfrid Wilson Gibson Copy Share Image
