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 amidst 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 falling 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.
First published anonymously in Punch, December 8, 1915
- by John McCrae (1872 - 1918), "In Flanders Fields" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "In Flanders Fields", 2008 [medium voice or medium-high voice and piano] [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Arthur Foote (1853 - 1937), "In Flanders Fields", op. 79 (Three Songs) no. 1 [voice and piano] [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Charles Edward Ives (1874 - 1954), "In Flanders Fields", from Three Songs of the War, no. 1 [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Michael Rickelton (b. 1983), "In Flanders Fields", 2006, from Battle Songs, no. 4 [ sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Dans les champs des Flandres", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , "Auf Flanderns Feld", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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