While the going was still good to firm underfoot
And well before Nightmare armed itself to the teeth with hot-lead terror
And stormed the barricades of the waking hours;
Under skies so benign and benevolent
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Very nice imagery. reading these lines is like watching an old sepia film running just a little too quickly - as they invariably do. Watching the boys marching past the camera, smiling, some chancing a wave, that leaves us, the observers, feeling, not for the first time, that dreadful sadness in the knowledge that these naive, as yet, 'unwordly' boys are not coming back. Such waste...such awful waste. It doesn't seem to be relevant that the images are over 90 years old. Tragedy is timeless. You have captured the moment as perfectly as any reel of film.