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Hand trembling towards hand; the amazing
Of heart and eye.
They stood on supreme heights.
Ah, the delirious weeks of honeymoon!
Soon they returned, and after strange adventures,
Settled at Balham by the end of June,
Their money was in Can.
Pacs.
B.
Debentures,
And in Antofagastas.
Still he went Cityward daily; still she did
At home.
And both were really quite content With work and social pleasures.
Then they died.
They left three children (beside George, who drank);
The eldest Jane, who married Mr.
Bell,
William, the head-clerk in the County Bank,
And Henry, a stock-broker, doing well.
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Chawner Brooke (3 August 1887 – 23 April 1915) was an English poet known for his idealistic war sonnets written during the First World Wa
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