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“Edith Cavell,” Laurence Binyon

Edith Cavell She was binding the wounds of her enemies when they came— The lint in her hand unrolled. They battered the door with their rifle-butts, crashed it in: She faced them gentle and bold. They haled her before the … Continue reading

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