The Hope Of My Heart
"Delicta
juventutis
et
ignorantius
ejus,
quoesumus
ne
memineris,
Domine."
I
left,
to
earth,
a
little
maiden
fair,
With
locks
of
gold,
and
eyes
that
shamed
the
light;
I
prayed
that
God
might
have
her
in
His
care
And
sight.
Earth's
love
was
false;
her
voice,
a
siren's
song;
(Sweet
mother-earth
was
but
a
lying
name)
The
path
she
showed
was
but
the
path
of
wrong
And
shame.
"Cast
her
not
out!"
I
cry.
God's
kind
words
come
—
"Her
future
is
with
Me,
as
was
her
past;
It
shall
be
My
good
will
to
bring
her
home
At
last."
John McCrae
John McCrae born in Guelph, Ontario, Canadian poet, soldier, and physician John McCrae earned his undergraduate and medical degrees at the University of Toronto, where he received the Gold Medal. McCrae’s well-known poem “In Flanders Fields” memorializes the April 1915 battle in Belgium’s Ypres salient. For 17 days, McCrae tended those injured in the battle. January 28, 1918, at the age of 45. McCrae was buried with full military honors in Wimereux Cemetery near Boulogne, France. His family home in Guelph is preserved as a museum, and the main street in Wimereux is now named Rue McCrae.