Rupert Brooke

(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Rupert Brooke Poems

1. The Song Of The Pilgrims 1/3/2003
2. Sonnet (Suggested By Some Of The Proceedings Of The Society For Psychical Research ) 12/31/2002
3. Iv. The Dead 12/31/2002
4. The Dead: Iv 1/1/2004
5. The Jolly Company 1/3/2003
6. Iii. The Dead 12/31/2002
7. The One Before The Last 1/3/2003
8. In Examination 12/31/2002
9. The Beginning 1/3/2003
10. Voice, The 12/31/2002
11. Wagner 12/31/2002
12. Mummia 12/31/2002
13. Sonnet: Oh! Death Will Find Me, Long Before I Tire 1/3/2003
14. On The Death Of Smet-Smet, The Hippopotamus- Goddess 12/31/2002
15. Sonnet: Oh! Death Will Find Me, Long Before I Tire 12/31/2002
16. The Charm 1/3/2003
17. Jolly Company, The 12/31/2002
18. Ii. Safety 12/31/2002
19. Vision Of The Archangels, The 12/31/2002
20. Treasure, The 12/31/2002
21. Song. 1/1/2004
22. The Dead 1/13/2003
23. The Song Of The Beasts 1/3/2003
24. The Goddess In The Wood 1/3/2003
25. Lines Written In The Belief That The Ancient Roman Festival Of The Dead Was Called Ambarvalia 12/31/2002
26. Song Of The Pilgrims, The 12/31/2002
27. Kindliness 12/31/2002
28. I. Peace 12/31/2002
29. The Chilterns 1/3/2003
30. The Hill 1/3/2003
31. Town And Country 12/31/2002
32. Libido 12/31/2002
33. The Funeral Of Youth: Threnody 1/3/2003
34. The Vision Of The Archangels 1/3/2003
35. Sonnet Reversed 1/3/2003
36. The Busy Heart 1/3/2003
37. The Voice 1/3/2003
38. Wayfarers, The 12/31/2002
39. The Life Beyond 1/3/2003
40. One Before The Last, The 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Rupert Brooke

1914 V: The Soldier

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 ...

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Sonnet Reversed

Hand trembling towards hand; the amazing lights
Of heart and eye. They stood on supreme heights.

Ah, the delirious weeks of honeymoon!
Soon they returned, and, after strange adventures,
Settled at Balham by the end of June.
Their money was in Can. Pacs. B. Debentures,
And in Antofagastas. Still he went
Cityward daily; still she did abide

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