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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.

Rupert Brooke

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Rupert Brooke
Age: 28 †
Born: 1887
Born: January 1
Died: 1915
Died: January 1
Poet
Rugby
Warwickshire
Rupert Chawner Brooke
Rupert Chaucer Brooke
True
Lips
Better
Broken
Find
Perhaps
Heart
Wise
Love
Shall
Breakup
Eyes
Sentimental
Eye
Soft
Girl
Dare

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