In memory of the Accrington Pals whose losses of killed, wounded and missing on 1st July 1916 amounted to 584 officers and men from a total of 720.

So, soon they topped the hill, and raced together Over an open stretch of herb and heather Exposed. And instantly the whole sky burned With fury against them; and soft sudden cups Opened in thousands for their blood; and the green slopes Chasmed and steepened sheer to infinite space.   Of them who running on that last high place Leapt to swift unseen bullets, or went up On the hot blast and fury of hell's upsurge, Or plunged and fell away past this world's verge, Some say God caught them even before they fell.   From "Spring Offensive" by Wilfred Owen, 1918.