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But only agony, and that has ending And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.

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
Agony
Ending
Friend
Worst
Enemy
Death

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Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful.
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Proud, then, clear-eyed and laughing, go to greet Death as a friend!
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Just now the lilac is in bloom All before my little room.
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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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In your arms was still delight, Quiet as a street at night And thoughts of you, I do remember, Were green leaves in a darkened chamber, Were dark clouds in a moonless sky.
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