Rupert Brooke

Warwickshire / England
Rupert Brooke
Warwickshire / England
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Hill, The

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Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
You said, "Through glory and ecstasy we pass;
Wind, sun, and earth remain, the birds sing still,
When we are old, are old. . . ." "And when we die
All's over that is ours; and life burns on
Through other lovers, other lips," said I,
-- "Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!"

"We are Earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.
Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!" we said;
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Ted Smith 21 October 2013
Love poem to Noel Oliver, Brooke's first love.
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