Rupert Brooke (August 3, 1887 – April 23, 1915) was an English poet.

Quotes

• "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.
  • "The Hill" (1910)

• Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire
  Of watching you; and swing me suddenly
  Into the shade and loneliness and mire
  Of the last land! There, waiting patiently,
  One day, I think, I'll feel a cool wind blowing,
  See a slow light across the Stygian tide,
  And hear the Dead about me stir, unknowing,
  And tremble. And I shall know that you have died,
  And watch you, a broad-browed and smiling dream,
  Pass, light as ever, through the lightless host,
  Quietly ponder, start, and sway, and gleam—
  Most individual and bewildering ghost!—
  And turn, and toss your brown delightful head
  Amusedly, among the ancient Dead.
  • Sonnet (1908-1910)

• And in my flower-beds, I think,
  Smile the carnation and the pink.
  • "The Old Vicarage, Grantchester" (1912)

• Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
  And is there honey still for tea?
  • "The Old Vicarage, Grantchester" (1912), concluding lines

• If I should die think only this of me:
  That there's some corner of a foreign field
  That is for ever England.
  • "The Soldier" (1914)

External links

• Works by Rupert Brooke at Project Gutenberg