(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Previous Month March 2013 Next Month
Mo Tu We Th Fr Sa Su
28 29 30 31 1 2 3
4 5 6 7 8 9 10
11 12 13 14 15 16 17
18 19 20 21 22 23 24
25 26 27 28 29 30 31
Poem of the Day
Select a day from the calendar.
Would you like to see the poem of the day in your e-mail box every morning?
Your email address:
  Subscribe FREE
  Unsubscribe
What do you think this poem is about?

1914 I: Peace

Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour,
And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping,
With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power,
To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping,
Glad from a world grown old and cold and weary,
Leave the sick hearts that honour could not move,
And half-men, and their dirty songs and dreary,
And all the little emptiness of love!

Oh! we, who have known shame, we have found release there,
Where there's no ill, no grief, but sleep has mending,
Naught broken save this body, lost but breath;
Nothing to shake the laughing heart's long peace there
But only agony, and that has ending;
And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003


Read poems about / on: sick, grief, power, peace, friend, sleep, lost, death, god, world, heart, song, thanks

Comments about this poem (1914 I: Peace by Rupert Brooke )

Enter the verification code :

  • Kebe Iwara (3/29/2012 4:52:00 AM)

    Emotion is not left behind. Nice

    4 person liked.
    8 person did not like.
  • Lehlogonolo Phora (3/29/2012 3:05:00 AM)

    a very beautiful poem to kick start a day here in South Africa

    4 person liked.
    6 person did not like.
  • Cynthia Buhain-Baello (3/28/2012 9:22:00 PM)

    This poem is a wonderful example of an excellent message and the bonus is - it is so well-written!

    6 person liked.
    6 person did not like.
  • Tanveer Sharma (3/28/2012 12:25:00 AM)

    wonderful job. I really appreciate it.

    3 person liked.
    6 person did not like.
  • Devon McElveen (3/28/2011 8:55:00 AM)

    I always enjoy the poem of the day...

    3 person liked.
    8 person did not like.
  • JOSEPH POEWHIT (3/28/2010 5:56:00 AM)

    Real dour poem of the foreboding coming of WW 1.

    5 person liked.
    4 person did not like.
  • Ramesh T A (3/28/2010 2:39:00 AM)

    The poem reflects the mood of World War I in the way poet feels about it! Horrible time is devoid of love and the love shown is empty is very much striking!

    6 person liked.
    5 person did not like.
  • Kevin Straw (3/28/2009 8:04:00 AM)

    'all the little emptiness of love' - what a horrid phrase!

    4 person liked.
    8 person did not like.
  • Jenny Doughty (12/17/2006 6:14:00 PM)

    A poem very much of its time - but there's a typo here. The first line should read 'Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, ' not 'watched', which makes no sense if you think about it.

    5 person liked.
    7 person did not like.
  • Deandrea Bailey (3/28/2005 3:05:00 PM)

    I like this poem keep them comimg

    5 person liked.
    5 person did not like.
Read all 10 comments »
[Hata Bildir]