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| Uitgever | Royal Australian Mint |
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| Jaar | 2015-2018 |
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| Gewicht | 6.6 g |
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| Schrift voorzijde | Latin |
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| Opschrift keerzijde | In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. TWO DOLLARS |
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| Aanvullende informatie |
The "In Flanders Fields" $2 was issued to mark the centenary of the First World War, a commemorative program the Royal Australian Mint ran across multiple years. The pad-printing process — applied directly onto the coin's surface in the field — was a relatively new technique for Australian circulation coinage at the time, and early examples shed their colour with handling, making uncirculated survivors considerably more visually intact than anything that spent time in a pocket.
John McCrae wrote the poem in May 1915, days after the Second Battle of Ypres claimed a close friend.