Rupert Brooke

(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Rupert Brooke Poems

1. 1914 I: Peace 1/3/2003
2. 1914 Ii: Safety 1/3/2003
3. 1914 Iii: The Dead 1/3/2003
4. 1914 Iv: The Dead 1/3/2003
5. 1914 V: The Soldier 1/3/2003
6. A Channel Passage 5/10/2001
7. A Letter To A Live Poet 5/10/2001
8. A Memory (From A Sonnet- Sequence) 5/10/2001
9. And Love Has Changed To Kindliness 12/31/2002
10. Ante Aram 5/10/2001
11. Beauty And Beauty 5/10/2001
12. Beginning, The 12/31/2002
13. Blue Evening 5/10/2001
14. Busy Heart, The 12/31/2002
15. Call, The 12/31/2002
16. Charm, The 12/31/2002
17. Chilterns, The 12/31/2002
18. Choriambics I 1/3/2003
19. Choriambics Ii 1/3/2003
20. Clouds 5/10/2001
21. Dawn 5/10/2001
22. Day And Night 5/10/2001
23. Day That I Have Loved 12/31/2002
24. Dead Men's Love 12/31/2002
25. Desertion 12/31/2002
26. Dining-Room Tea 1/3/2003
27. Doubts 12/31/2002
28. Dust 12/31/2002
29. Failure 12/31/2002
30. Finding 12/31/2002
31. Fish, The 12/31/2002
32. Flight 12/31/2002
33. Funeral Of Youth, The: Threnody 12/31/2002
34. Goddess In The Wood, The 12/31/2002
35. Great Lover, The 12/31/2002
36. Hauntings 12/31/2002
37. He Wonders Whether To Praise Or To Blame Her 12/31/2002
38. Heaven 12/31/2002
39. Hill, The 12/31/2002
40. Home 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Rupert Brooke

1914 V: The Soldier

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of ...

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Call, The

Out of the nothingness of sleep,
The slow dreams of Eternity,
There was a thunder on the deep:
I came, because you called to me.

I broke the Night's primeval bars,
I dared the old abysmal curse,
And flashed through ranks of frightened stars
Suddenly on the universe!

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