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I have need to busy my heart with quietude.
Rupert Brooke
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Rupert Brooke
Age: 28 †
Born: 1887
Born: January 1
Died: 1915
Died: January 1
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Rugby
Warwickshire
Rupert Chawner Brooke
Rupert Chaucer Brooke
Quietude
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