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See our own Operation Mincemeat article - "Through the most discreet inquiries they were able to secure the body of a 34-year old man who recently died of chemically-induced pneumonia as the result of ingesting rat poison.... Since the man died of pneumonia, the fluid in his lungs would be consistent with that of a man who had been at sea for ...
Scott O'Grady's book Return With Honor, which has a full transcript of the poem. One Small Step, a children's novel by Philip Kerr, reprints the poem in full before the Author's Note. A reporter in the film First Man is heard quoting the poem ('slipped the surly bonds of Earth') while describing the Gemini 8 mission that Neil Armstrong took ...
"Ich hab die Nacht geträumet" (I dreamed last night) is a German folk song. It is a melancholic song that tells of a disturbing dream foreshadowing death – a rosemary tree in the garden, falling leaves, and a jar broken to pieces and bleeding a red liquid.
"Joe Hill", also known as "I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night", [1] is a folk song named after labor activist Joe Hill, which was originally written in poem by Alfred Hayes [2] and composed into music by Earl Robinson in 1936. [3]
The Irish singer Enya recorded an ambient, ethereal cover version for her third studio album, Shepherd Moons, released in 1994 as the fourth single for the album; this version was featured on the soundtrack of the 1993 Martin Scorsese film, The Age of Innocence.
Soldier's Dream is a poem written by English war poet Wilfred Owen.It was written in October 1917 in Craiglockhart, a suburb in the south-west of Edinburgh (Scotland), while the author was recovering from shell shock in the trenches, inflicted during World War I.
The performer, whose acting credits included Men in Black II and the NBC drama American Dreams, died of pancreatic cancer complications, according to multiple reports. He was 69 years old.
And out from the cliffs, with welcomes charged, A million of waves come trooping. For thirty Summers, a stoir mo chroidhe, Those hills I now feast my eyes on Ne'er met my vision save when they rose Over memory's dim horizon. E'en so, 'twas grand and fair they seemed In the landscape spread before me; But dreams are dreams, and my eyes would open