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Youth is stranger than fiction.
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
Youth
Fiction
Stranger
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If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.
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Hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
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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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A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.
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Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
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Proud, then, clear-eyed and laughing, go to greet Death as a friend!
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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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I shall desire and I shall find The best of my desires The autumn road, the mellow wind That soothes the darkening shires. And laughter, and inn-fires.
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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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All the little emptiness of love!
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It's all a terrible tragedy. And yet, in it's details, it's great fun. And - apart from the tragedy - I've never felt happier or better in my life than in those days in Belgium.
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But only agony, and that has ending And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.
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Canada is a live country - live, but not, like the States, kicking.
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I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, the calm, and the astonishment, Desire illimitable, and silent content, And all dear names men use, to cheat despair, For the perplexed and viewless streams that bear Our hearts at random down the dark of life.
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A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last too long if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early.
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Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful.
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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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The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble and the rough male kiss of blankets.
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