Rupert Brooke

(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Rupert Brooke Poems

81. Heaven 12/31/2002
82. He Wonders Whether To Praise Or To Blame Her 12/31/2002
83. Hauntings 12/31/2002
84. Great Lover, The 12/31/2002
85. Goddess In The Wood, The 12/31/2002
86. Funeral Of Youth, The: Threnody 12/31/2002
87. Flight 12/31/2002
88. Fish, The 12/31/2002
89. Finding 12/31/2002
90. Failure 12/31/2002
91. Dust 12/31/2002
92. Doubts 12/31/2002
93. Dining-Room Tea 1/3/2003
94. Desertion 12/31/2002
95. Dead Men's Love 12/31/2002
96. Day That I Have Loved 12/31/2002
97. Day And Night 5/10/2001
98. Dawn 5/10/2001
99. Clouds 5/10/2001
100. Choriambics Ii 1/3/2003
101. Choriambics I 1/3/2003
102. Chilterns, The 12/31/2002
103. Charm, The 12/31/2002
104. Call, The 12/31/2002
105. Busy Heart, The 12/31/2002
106. Blue Evening 5/10/2001
107. Beginning, The 12/31/2002
108. Beauty And Beauty 5/10/2001
109. Ante Aram 5/10/2001
110. And Love Has Changed To Kindliness 12/31/2002
111. A Memory (From A Sonnet- Sequence) 5/10/2001
112. A Letter To A Live Poet 5/10/2001
113. A Channel Passage 5/10/2001
114. 1914 V: The Soldier 1/3/2003
115. 1914 Iv: The Dead 1/3/2003
116. 1914 Iii: The Dead 1/3/2003
117. 1914 Ii: Safety 1/3/2003
118. 1914 I: Peace 1/3/2003
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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