Windy Corner, Jutland, 1916. Oil on canvas by William Henry Bishop. In collection of National Museum of the Royal Navy, Portsmouth.
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The First Battlecruiser Squadron at the Battle of Jutland, 31 May 1916
The First Battlecruiser Squadron at the Battle of Jutland, 31 May 1916. Oil on canvas by D. W. Smith in collection of National Maritime Museum.
Karte der Skagerrakschlacht/Map of Jutland, 1916
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.
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.
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.
HMS Southampton on the morning of the Battle of Jutland, 31 May 1916
HMS Southampton on the morning of the Battle of Jutland, 31 May 1916. Oil on canvas by Oscar Parkes.
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!
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