Rupert Brooke

Rupert Brooke

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

The Old Vicarage Grantchester

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Just now the lilac is in bloom,
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds,
I think,
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Retrospect

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In your arms was still delight,
Quiet as a street at night;
And thoughts of you,
I do remember,
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Sonnet Reversed

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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
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Love

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Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate,
Where that comes in that shall not go again;
Love sells the proud heart's citadel to Fate
They have known shame, who love unloved
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Failure

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Because God put His adamantine fate Between my sullen heart and its desire,
I swore that I would burst the Iron Gate,
Rise up, and curse Him on His throne of fire
Earth shuddered at my crown of blasphemy,
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Day That I Have Loved

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Tenderly, day that I have loved,
I close your eyes,
And smooth your quiet brow, and fold your thin dead hands
The grey veils of the half-light deepen; colour dies
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The One Before The Last

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I dreamt I was in love again With the One Before the Last,
And smiled to greet the pleasant pain Of that innocent young past
But I jumped to feel how sharp had been The pain when it did live,
How the faded dreams of Nineteen-ten Wer...
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