The Devonshires is the one that always gets me. Very small, and you can see location of German Machine Gun post that mowed them all down from the Cemetary. They are all buried in the Trench where they were stationed and they all knew they would die the minute they stepped out of the trench. Any requests to change the battle plan was refused.
There's a memorial stone outside with the words 'The Devonshires held this trench, and the Devonshires hold it still'.
One of the War Poets is there - W N Hodgson. I used to stand next to his grave and read his poem to the kids. I got a bit of dust in my eye everytime....
"Before Action"
By all the glories of the day
And the cool evening's benison
By that last sunset touch that lay
Upon the hills when day was done,
By beauty lavishly outpoured
And blessings carelessly received,
By all the days that I have lived
Make me a soldier, Lord.
By all of man's hopes and fears
And all the wonders poets sing,
The laughter of unclouded years,
And every sad and lovely thing;
By the romantic ages stored
With high endeavour that was his,
By all his mad catastrophes
Make me a man, O Lord.
I, that on my familiar hill
Saw with uncomprehending eyes
A hundred of thy sunsets spill
Their fresh and sanguine sacrifice,
Ere the sun swings his noonday sword
Must say good-bye to all of this; –
By all delights that I shall miss,
Help me to die, O Lord.
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