The Inglorious Dead A boy lay down in a field A boy lay down to die. A boy lay down in the chaff, From the corn In the silent brother rye. A boy lay down Lay down to die. A boy lay down to rest his head Wrapped in silent earthworm cries; A boy lay down No pillow, no stead; A boy lay down No quilt: Earth cover. A boy lay down in a field A boy lay down to die. Remember us, The inglorious dead, Who lie in the fields Remember those who lie. The unsung martyrs in weather warn beds. Said the boy in the field Said the boy who lay down And died.
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