Lancelot TAGG

Lancelot TAGG

Male 1915 - 1943  (28 years)

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  • Name Lancelot TAGG 
    Born 1915  Newbold, Derbyshire, England Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Gender Male 
    Died 21 Apr 1943  Copenhagen, Denmark Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Buried Aft 21 Apr 1943  Bispebjerg Cemetery, Copenhagen, Denmark Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Bispebjerg Cemetery, Copenhagen
    Bispebjerg Cemetery, Copenhagen
    Person ID I22794  Derbyshire Hills
    Last Modified 29 Jul 2016 

    Father Lancelot TAGG,   b. 23 Jul 1881, Newbold, Derbyshire, England Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 9 May 1915, Ploegsteert, Belgium Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 33 years) 
    Mother frances SEAL,   b. 1886, Chesterfield, Derbyshire, England Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Married 1906  Chesterfield, Derbyshire, England Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Family ID F4697  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  • Event Map
    Link to Google MapsBorn - 1915 - Newbold, Derbyshire, England Link to Google Earth
    Link to Google MapsDied - 21 Apr 1943 - Copenhagen, Denmark Link to Google Earth
    Link to Google MapsBuried - Aft 21 Apr 1943 - Bispebjerg Cemetery, Copenhagen, Denmark Link to Google Earth
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  • Notes 
    • 1425260 sergeant lancelot tagg navigator royal air force volunteer reserve killed copenhagen 21/4/1943.

      FOR THE FALLEN

      With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
      England mourns for her dead across the sea.
      Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
      Fallen in the cause of the free.

      Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
      Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
      There is music in the midst of desolation
      And a glory that shines upon our tears.

      They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
      Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
      They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
      They fell with their faces to the foe.

      They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
      Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
      At the going down of the sun and in the morning
      We will remember them.

      They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
      They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
      They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
      They sleep beyond England's foam.

      But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
      Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
      To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
      As the stars are known to the Night;

      As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
      Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
      As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
      To the end, to the end, they remain.


      Laurence Binyon


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