Rupert Brooke (1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)
Quotations
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''He leaves a white
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. 1914 (l. 26-28). . . Poetry Anthology, The, 1912-1977. Daryl Hine and Joseph Parisi, eds. (1978) Houghton Mifflin Company.
Unbroken glory, a gathered radiance,
A width, a shining peace, under the night.'' -
''But only agony, and that has ending;
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. 1914 (l. 13-14). . . Poetry Anthology, The, 1912-1977. Daryl Hine and Joseph Parisi, eds. (1978) Houghton Mifflin Company.
And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.'' -
''Down the blue night the unending columns press
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. Clouds (l. 1-2). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow,'' -
''Mud unto mud!Death eddies near
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. Heaven (l. 15-18). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
Not here the appointed End, not here!
But somewhere, beyond Space and Time,
Is wetter water, slimier slime!'' -
''Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June,
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. Heaven (l. 1-2). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
Dawdling away their wat'ry noon)'' -
''But somewhere, beyond Space and Time,
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. Heaven, 1914 and Other Poems (1915).
Is wetter water, slimier slime!
And there (they trust) there swimmeth One
Who swam ere rivers were begun,
Immense, of fishy form and mind,
Squamous, omnipotent, and kind.'' -
''Infinite hungers leap no more
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. Kindliness.
In the chance swaying of your dress;
And love has changed to kindliness.'' -
''Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.''
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. Letters from America, ch. 3 (1916). -
''Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour,
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. New Numbers, no. 4 (1914). Peace, 1914 and Other Poems (1915).
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.'' -
''Oh! death will find me long before I tire
Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), British poet. Sonnet, Collected Poems (1966).
Of watching you.''
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