Beginning, The (Rupert Brooke Poems)
Some day I shall rise and leave my friendsAnd seek you again through the world's far ends,You whom I found ...
Some day I shall rise and leave my friendsAnd seek you again through the world's far ends,You whom I found ...
Swings the way still by hollow and hill, And all the world's a song; "She's far," it sings me, "but ...
In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood, Amazed with sorrow. Down the morning one Far golden horn in the ...
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
Lo! from quiet skies In through the window my Lord the Sun! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with ...
In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood, Amazed with sorrow. Down the morning one Far golden horn in the ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
Here in the dark, O heart; Alone with the enduring Earth, and Night, And Silence, and the warm strange smell ...
Some day I shall rise and leave my friends And seek you again through the world's far ends, You whom ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
Voices out of the shade that cried, And long noon in the hot calm places, And children's play by the ...
Just now the lilac is in bloom, All before my little room; And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
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