Windy Corner, Jutland, 1916

Windy Corner, Jutland, 1916. Oil on canvas by William Henry Bishop. In collection of National Museum of the Royal Navy, Portsmouth.

Bishop, William Henry, b.1942; Windy Corner, Jutland, 1916

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Karte der Skagerrakschlacht/Map of Jutland, 1916

Skagerrakschlacht, Karte der Schiffsaufstellung

Scherl: Karte der Skagerrakschlacht 19378-31 [Herausgabenummer] ADN-ZB / Archiv: I. Weltkrieg 1914-18 Karte zur Skagerrakschlacht am 31.5. und in der Nacht zum 1.6.1916 zwischen der deutschen und der britischen Hochseeflotte. Der Ausgang der größten Seeschlacht des I. Weltkrieges blieb trotz der größeren britischen Verluste ohne strategische Bedeutung. 19378-31 [Herausgabenummer]

Gold medal commemorating John Travers Cornwell

Gold medal commemorating John Travers Cornwell, Boy 1st Class, Royal Navy, for his service aboard HMS Chester at the Battle of Jutland. In collection of National Maritime Museum.

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Study of battlecruiser HMS Tiger by William Wyllie, 1916

Study of Royal Navy battlecruiser HMS Tiger by William Wyllie. Watercolour with graphite, c. 1916. Shown with her 13.5-inch guns at maximum elevation, trained to starboard. In collection of National Maritime Museum.

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Study of battlecruiser HMS Lion by William Wyllie, c. 1916-17

Study of Royal Navy battlecruiser HMS Lion by William Wyllie. Watercolour with graphite, c. 1916-17. Shown with her main armament (13.5-inch guns) trained to starboard. In collection of National Maritime Museum.

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My Boy Jack, Rudyard Kipling, 1916

“Have you news of boy boy Jack?”
Not this tide.
“When d’you think that he’ll come back?”
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide.

“Has any one else had word of him?”
Not this tide.
For what is sunk will hardly swim,
Not with this wind blowing at this tide.

“Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?”
None this tide,
Nor any tide,
Except he didn’t shame his kind
Not even with that wind blowing and that tide.

Then hold your head up all the more,
This tide,
And every tide,
Because he was the son you bore,
And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!