Rupert Brooke

1914 I. PEACE A Channel Passage The damned ship lurched and slithered. Quiet and quick A Letter to a Live Poet Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, A Memory (From A Sonnet- Sequence) Somewhile before the dawn I rose, and stept Ante Aram Before thy shrine I kneel, an unknown worshipper, Beauty and Beauty When Beauty and Beauty meet Blue Evening My restless blood now lies a-quiver, Choriambics -- I Ah! not now, when desire burns, and the wind calls, and the suns of spring Clouds Down the blue night the unending columns press Dawn (From 'the train between Bologna and Milan, second class'.) Day And Night Through my heart's palace Day That I Have Loved Tenderly, day that I have loved, I close your eyes, Dead Men's Love There was a damned successful Poet; Desertion So light we were, so right we were, so fair faith shone, Dining-Room Tea When you were there, and you, and you, Doubts When she sleeps, her soul, I know, Dust When the white flame in us is gone, Failure Because God put His adamantine fate Finding From the candles and dumb shadows, Flight Voices out of the shade that cried, Hauntings In the grey tumult of these after years Heaven Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, He Wonders Whether To Praise Or To Blame Her I have peace to weigh your worth, now all is over, Home I came back late and tired last night If I Should Die If I should die, think only this of me: III. The Dead Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! II. Safety Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest In Examination Lo! from quiet skies I: Peace Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, IV: The Dead These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Jealousy When I see you, who were so wise and cool, Kindliness When love has changed to kindliness -- Libido How should I know? The enormous wheels of will Lines Written in the Belief That the Ancient Roman Festival of the Dead Was Call Swings the way still by hollow and hill, Love Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Mary and Gabriel Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Menelaus and Helen I Mummia As those of old drank mummia Mutability They say there's a high windless world and strange, One Day Today I have been happy. All the day On The Death Of Smet-Smet, The Hippopotamus- Goddess (The Priests within the Temple) Paralysis For moveless limbs no pity I crave, Pine-Trees And The Sky: Evening I'd watched the sorrow of the evening sky, Retrospect In your arms was still delight, Seaside Swiftly out from the friendly lilt of the band, Second Best Here in the dark, O heart; Sleeping Out: Full Moon They sleep within. . . . Song “Oh! Love,” they said, “is King of Kings, Song All suddenly the wind comes soft, Sonnet: I said I splendidly loved you; it's not true I said I splendidly loved you; it's not true. Sonnet: Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire Sonnet - Peace Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour, Sonnet - Safety Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest Sonnet (Suggested by some of the Proceedings of the Society for Psychical Resear Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun, Sonnet- The Dead IV These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Success I think if you had loved me when I wanted; The Beginning Some day I shall rise and leave my friends The Busy Heart Now that we've done our best and worst, and parted, The Call Out of the nothingness of sleep, The Charm In darkness the loud sea makes moan; The Chilterns Your hands, my dear, adorable, The Dead I The Fish In a cool curving world he lies The Funeral of Youth: Threnody The Day that Youth had died, The Goddess In The Wood In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood, The Great Lover I have been so great a lover: filled my days The Hill Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill, The Jolly Company The stars, a jolly company, The Life Beyond He wakes, who never thought to wake again, The Little Dog's Day All in the town were still asleep, The Night Journey Hands and lit faces eddy to a line; The Old Vicarage, Grantchester Just now the lilac is in bloom, The One Before the Last I dreamt I was in love again There's Wisdom In Women "Oh love is fair, and love is rare;" my dear one she said, The Song of the Beasts Come away! Come away! The Song of the Pilgrims (Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, The Treasure When colour goes home into the eyes, The Vision Of The Archangels Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, The Voice Safe in the magic of my woods The Wayfarers Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place The Way That Lovers Use The way that lovers use is this; Thoughts On The Shape Of The Human Body How can we find? how can we rest? how can Tiare Tahiti Mamua, when our laughter ends, Town and Country Here, where love's stuff is body, arm and side Unfortunate Heart, you are restless as a paper scrap Victory All night the ways of Heaven were desolate, V.The Soldier If I should die, think only this of me: Wagner Creeps in half wanton, half asleep, Waikiki Warm perfumes like a breath from vine and tree