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There are only three things in the world, one is to read poetry, another is to write poetry, and the best of all is to live poetry.

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
Write
Three
Another
Best
Live
Writing
Things
Poetry
World
Read

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I have need to busy my heart with quietude.
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The worst of slaves is he whom passion rules.
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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.
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Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.
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Canada is a live country - live, but not, like the States, kicking.
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But there's wisdom in women, of more than they have known, And thoughts go blowing through them, are wiser than their own.
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Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour, And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping, With hand made sure, clear eye, and sharpened power, To turn, as swimmers into cleanness leaping.
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A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.
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The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble and the rough male kiss of blankets.
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But only agony, and that has ending And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.
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Proud, then, clear-eyed and laughing, go to greet Death as a friend!
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Youth is stranger than fiction.
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Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy hope or fear. Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond But is there anything Beyond? This life cannot be All, they swear, For how unpleasant, if it were! 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.
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There's little comfort in the wise
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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.
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Mud unto mud!--Death eddies near-- Not here the appointed End, not here! But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, Is wetter water, slimier slime!
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Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
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Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful.
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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.
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Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress and love has changed to kindliness.
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