Rupert Brooke

(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Poems of Rupert Brooke

41. I. Peace 12/31/2002
42. II. Safety 12/31/2002
43. III. The Dead 12/31/2002
44. In Examination 12/31/2002
45. IV. The Dead 12/31/2002
46. Jealousy 12/31/2002
47. Jolly Company, The 12/31/2002
48. Kindliness 12/31/2002
49. Libido 12/31/2002
50. Life Beyond, The 12/31/2002
51. Lines Written In The Belief That The Ancient Roman Festival Of The Dead Was Called Ambarvalia 12/31/2002
52. Love 12/31/2002
53. Mary and Gabriel 12/31/2002
54. Menelaus and Helen 12/31/2002
55. Mummia 12/31/2002
56. Mutability 12/31/2002
57. Night Journey, The 12/31/2002
58. Now, God Be Thanked Who Has Matched Us With His Hour 1/13/2003
59. Oh! Death Will Find Me, Long Before I Tire 1/13/2003
60. Old Vicarage, The - Grantchester 12/31/2002

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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