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Sunday, November 11 2001

John McCrae : In Flanders Fields

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 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 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 who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.


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The dict-ified word of the day is sanctum

| source : web1913 | Sanctum \Sanc"tum\, n. [L., p. p. of sancire to consecrate.] A sacred place; hence, a place of retreat; a room reserved for personal use; as, an editor's sanctum. {Sanctum sanctorum} [L.], the Holy of Holies; the most holy place, as in the Jewish temple. | source : wn | sanctum n 1: a place of inviolable privacy 2: a sacred place of pilgrimage [syn: {holy place}, {holy}]

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