1914 V: The Soldier
Poem by Rupert Brooke
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 friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
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I am from India I love your poems and this poem was very very nice
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One of the best war poems. Thank you. Soldier know the value of home in the mist of war.
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Report ReplyMy God, what a load of vacuous drivel.
Report ReplyThis is very inspiring
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Report ReplyOne of the greatest poems.
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Already Reported Replythe poem is full of emotions and feelings.
Report ReplyI will recite this poem for a soldier freinds at his funeral. The words I could not find my friend for I am proud to call you my friend.
Report ReplyCan moveone to tears
Report ReplyI am soldier... Reading this poem gives me a kind of inner filling.I love it
Report Replyi feel for this poem it is really good
Report ReplyOne of my favorite war poems
Report Replyahhhhhhhhh so sad they manipulate men
Report ReplyA beautiful poem really reflects on the reality of war
Report ReplyMy grandad 👴 was in the war it was so sad that all of the soliders died.
Report ReplyA beautiful poem, about a horrific subject, unfortunately, as today, young men were brainwashed into believing that what they were doing was right, noble, heroic, for their country, but also, as today, they were just cannon fodder!
Report ReplyI like what you have wrote James Sebastian
sad poem of misled wishful thinking? surely not just English heavens above?
Report ReplyWere the sentiments of the soldier fair and genuine? .......... Patriotism is something good.But, for what purpose one has to die in the name of the country is a question. Very much thought provoking.
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