“In Flanders Fields the Poppies Grow”


Song with Piano Accompaniment
by Lieut. John Philip Sousa, U. S. N. R. F.
Words by Lieut.-Col. John McCrae, Canadian Army
Published 1918:  New York/Boston: G. Schirmer

MIDI file courtesy  Benjamin Tubb

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

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

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
  The torch; be yours to hold it high:
  If ye break faith with us to die,
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
  In Flanders fields.

Publication note: This poem was first published anonymously in London “Punch.”  The author is Dr. John McCrae, formerly of the Royal Victoria Hospital at Montreal, now with No. 3 Canadian General Hospital in France.

Postscript: "Written in early May 1915, during the Second Battle of Ypres, it was an instant hit after appearing in December 8th, 1915...Dr. McCrae continued to serve until overworked and demoralized, he died of pneumonia on the 28th of January, 1918, at age 45."

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