Treasure Island

Rupert Brooke

(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Poems of Rupert Brooke

81. The Beginning 1/3/2003
82. The Busy Heart 1/3/2003
83. The Call 1/3/2003
84. The Charm 1/3/2003
85. The Chilterns 1/3/2003
86. The Dead 1/13/2003
87. The Dead: IV 1/1/2004
88. The Fish 1/3/2003
89. The Funeral of Youth: Threnody 1/3/2003
90. The Goddess in the Wood 1/3/2003
91. The Great Lover 1/3/2003
92. The Hill 1/3/2003
93. The Jolly Company 1/3/2003
94. The Life Beyond 1/3/2003
95. The Little Dog's Day 1/13/2003
96. The Night Journey 1/3/2003
97. The Old Vicarage, Grantchester 1/1/2004
98. The One before the Last 1/3/2003
99. The Soldier 1/13/2003
100. The Song of the Beasts 1/3/2003

Beginning, The

Some day I shall rise and leave my friends
And seek you again through the world's far ends,
You whom I found so fair
(Touch of your hands and smell of your hair!),
My only god in the days that were.
My eager feet shall find you again,
Though the sullen years and the mark of pain
Have changed you wholly; for I shall know
(How could I forget having loved you so?),

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