Comments about Jean McAulay
Dunkirk,1940, By Dorothy Emily Stevenson
We were not broken men, we were betrayed
O'ercome by cruel odds but undismayed.
Out of the fog of treachery came we
In Regiments, in Companies or one by one.
We stood half-dazed and looked upon the sea
And, in the glory of the setting sun
Amongst those rosy clouds beyond the foam,
We dreamed that we could see the shores of home.
The Israelites, in wondering surprise,
Saw the sweet peace of Canaan's fertile parts;
Our land was hidden from our longing eyes,
Yet it was clear and living in our hearts.
Oh, England, island home, fair as a star
How near you ...