Rupert Brooke

(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Rupert Brooke Poems

41. Victory 12/31/2002
42. Flight 12/31/2002
43. Kindliness 12/31/2002
44. The Busy Heart 1/3/2003
45. The Chilterns 1/3/2003
46. Waikiki 12/31/2002
47. Mary And Gabriel 12/31/2002
48. Life Beyond, The 12/31/2002
49. The Call 1/3/2003
50. Hauntings 12/31/2002
51. Unfortunate 12/31/2002
52. Goddess In The Wood, The 12/31/2002
53. Now, God Be Thanked Who Has Matched Us With His Hour 1/13/2003
54. Night Journey, The 12/31/2002
55. The Way That Lovers Use 1/3/2003
56. The Wayfarers 1/3/2003
57. One Day 12/31/2002
58. Thoughts On The Shape Of The Human Body 12/31/2002
59. Way That Lovers Use, The 12/31/2002
60. The Great Lover 1/3/2003
61. Tiare Tahiti 12/31/2002
62. Retrospect 12/31/2002
63. Second Best 12/31/2002
64. Funeral Of Youth, The: Threnody 12/31/2002
65. Home 12/31/2002
66. Doubts 12/31/2002
67. Oh! Death Will Find Me, Long Before I Tire 1/13/2003
68. Sonnet: I Said I Splendidly Loved You; It's Not True 12/31/2002
69. Paralysis 12/31/2002
70. Menelaus And Helen 12/31/2002
71. Failure 12/31/2002
72. Success 12/31/2002
73. Choriambics I 1/3/2003
74. Finding 12/31/2002
75. He Wonders Whether To Praise Or To Blame Her 12/31/2002
76. The Night Journey 1/3/2003
77. Sleeping Out: Full Moon 1/3/2003
78. Hill, The 12/31/2002
79. Dining-Room Tea 1/3/2003
80. There's Wisdom In Women 12/31/2002

Comments about Rupert Brooke

  • Ian Fraser (10/19/2009 2:47:00 PM)

    Rupert Brooke's poetry gained an undeserved reputation after WWI for jingoism and a simplistic view of war. However, reading this and other poems it is clear that Brooke never glorified war as Tennyson had for, example, in the celebrated Charge of the Light Brigade, merely the heroism of those who fought in it. This poem is a simple elegy of loss and, notwithstanding the more famous, The Soldier, perhaps the best he wrote.

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  • Paul Henry Dallaire Paul Henry Dallaire (10/19/2009 9:24:00 AM)

    1914 the dead
    A great poem & an astounding memorian for the dead soldiers.

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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The Treasure

When colour goes home into the eyes,
And lights that shine are shut again
With dancing girls and sweet birds’ cries
Behind the gateways of the brain;
And that no-place which gave them birth, shall close
The rainbow and the rose:—

Still may Time hold some golden space
Where I’ll unpack that scented store

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