the witty historian

Gallipoli: Now and Then

really sorry i bought a first world war book for children, but something about the illustration i really loved

There’s a lonely stretch of hillocks: There’s a beach asleep and drear: There’s a battered broken fort beside the sea. There are sunken trampled graves: And a little rotting pier: And winding paths that wind unceasingly. There’s a torn and silent valley; There’s a tiny rivulet With some blood upon the stones beside its mouth. There are lines of buried bones: There’s an unpaid waiting debt: There’s a sound of gentle sobbing in the south.

Leon Gellert, January 1916