Rupert Brooke

Warwickshire / England
Rupert Brooke
Warwickshire / England
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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?),
In the sad half-light of evening,
The face that was all my sunrising.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 26 November 2016
heart is sick with memories of the old days. Nice and realistic presentation. Thanks for sharing it here.
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