Rupert Brooke

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Rupert Brooke

But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one who swam ere rivers were begun, immense of fishy form and mind, squamous omnipotent, and kind.More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
All the little emptiness of love!More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early.More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.More Rupert Brooke [01/01/2000 12:01:00]
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.More Rupert Brooke [03/12/2018 02:03:32]
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.More Rupert Brooke [03/12/2018 02:03:32]
One may not doubt that, somehow Good
Shall come of Water and of Mud;
And sure, the reverent eye must see
A purpose in Liquidity.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever 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.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
These laid the world away: poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene
That men call age, and those who would have been
Their sons, they gave their immortality.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Yet, behind the night,
Waits for the great unborn, somewhere afar,
Some white tremendous daybreak.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Store up reservoirs of calm and content and draw on them at later moments when the source isn't there, but the need is very great.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
For Cambridge people rarely smile, Being urban, squat, and packed with guile.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
And I shall find some girl perhaps, and a better one than you, With eyes as wise, but kindlier, and lips as soft, but true, and I dare say she will do.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.More Rupert Brooke [03/29/2018 05:03:36]

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