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Rupert Brooke Quotes

«Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet) | Keywords: kissed, laughed, lovely
«War knows no power. Safe shall be my going, / Secretly armed against all death's endeavour; / Safe though all safety's lost; safe where men fall; / And if these poor limbs die, safest of all.»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet) | Keywords: endeavour, limbs, secretly
«Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet)
«The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet) | Keywords: blankets, kindliness
«If I should die, think only this of me: / That there's some corner of a foreign field / That is for ever England. There shall be / In that rich earth a richer dust concealed.»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet) | Keywords: concealed, richer
«Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet) | Keywords: flung, kissed, windy
«They love the Good; they worship Truth; / They laugh uproariously in youth; / (And when they get to feeling old, / They up and shoot themselves, I'm told).»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet) | Keywords: uproariously
«Fish say, they have their stream and pond;But is there anything beyond?»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet)
«Oh! Death will find me long before I tire / Of watching you; and swing me suddenly / Into the shade and loneliness and mire / Of the last land!»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet)
«And think, this heart, all evil shed away, / A pulse in the eternal mind, no less / Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given.»
Author: Rupert Brooke (Poet)

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