Call, The (Rupert Brooke Poems)
Out of the nothingness of sleep,The slow dreams of Eternity,There was a thunder on the deep:I came, because you called ...
Rupert Brooke Poems on Night (42 Poems)
Vision Of The Archangels, The (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
The Vision of the Archangels (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
Town and Country (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Here, where love's stuff is body, arm and side Are stabbing-sweet 'gainst chair and lamp and wall. In every touch ...
Retrospect (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In your arms was still delight, Quiet as a street at night; And thoughts of you, I do remember, Were ...
Mummia (Rupert Brooke Poem)
As those of old drank mummia To fire their limbs of lead, Making dead kings from Africa Stand pandar to ...
Lines Written In The Belief That The Ancient Roman Festival Of The Dead Was Called Ambarvalia (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Swings the way still by hollow and hill, And all the world's a song; "She's far," it sings me, "but ...
The Dead: IV (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
The Jolly Company (Rupert Brooke Poem)
The stars, a jolly company, I envied, straying late and lonely; And cried upon their revelry: "O white companionship! You ...
The Song of the Beasts (Rupert Brooke Poem)
(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.) Come away! Come away! Ye are sober and dull through ...
The Charm (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In darkness the loud sea makes moan; And earth is shaken, and all evils creep About her ways. Oh, now ...
Libido (Rupert Brooke Poem)
How should I know? The enormous wheels of will Drove me cold-eyed on tired and sleepless feet. Night was void ...
The Wayfarers (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place Made fair by one another for a while. Now, for a god-speed, ...
IV. The Dead (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
Day That I Have Loved (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Tenderly, day that I have loved, I close your eyes, And smooth your quiet brow, and fold your thin dead ...
Mutability (Rupert Brooke Poem)
They say there's a high windless world and strange, Out of the wash of days and temporal tide, Where Faith ...
Waikiki (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Warm perfumes like a breath from vine and tree Drift down the darkness. Plangent, hidden from eyes Somewhere an `eukaleli' ...
Tiare Tahiti (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Mamua, when our laughter ends, And hearts and bodies, brown as white, Are dust about the doors of friends, Or ...
The Night Journey (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Hands and lit faces eddy to a line; The dazed last minutes click; the clamour dies. Beyond the great-swung arc ...
Home (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I came back late and tired last night Into my little room, To the long chair and the firelight And ...
The One Before the Last (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I dreamt I was in love again With the One Before the Last, And smiled to greet the pleasant pain ...
Second Best (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Here in the dark, O heart; Alone with the enduring Earth, and Night, And Silence, and the warm strange smell ...
1914 II: Safety (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest He who has found our hid security, Assured in the dark ...
Day And Night (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Through my heart's palace Thoughts unnumbered throng; And there, most quiet and, as a child, most wise, High-throned you sit, ...
Dust (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When the white flame in us is gone, And we that lost the world's delight Stiffen in darkness, left alone ...
Dawn (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Opposite me two Germans snore and sweat. Through sullen swirling gloom we jolt and roar. We have been here for ...
1914 IV: The Dead (Rupert Brooke Poem)
These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given ...
The Call (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Out of the nothingness of sleep, The slow dreams of Eternity, There was a thunder on the deep: I came, ...
The Fish (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
Safety (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest He who has found our hid security, Assured in the dark ...