Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Chawner Brookewas an English poet known for his idealistic war sonnets written during the First World War, especially "The Soldier". He was also known for his boyish good looks, which were said to have prompted the Irish poet W. B. Yeats to describe him as "the handsomest young man in England"...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth3 August 1887
england hearts men splendid
For England's the one land, I know, / Where men with Splendid Hearts may go; / And Cambridgeshire, of all England, / The shire for Men who Understand.
dreams england english eternal gives happy hearts learnt pulse sights somewhere thoughts
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less, gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given. Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day; and laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness, in hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
wall heart fate
Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.
break-up broken-heart girl
And I shall find some girl perhaps, and a better one than you, With eyes as wise, but kindlier, and lips as soft, but true, and I dare say she will do.
life pain heart
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, the calm, and the astonishment, Desire illimitable, and silent content, And all dear names men use, to cheat despair, For the perplexed and viewless streams that bear Our hearts at random down the dark of life.
broken-heart heartbreak heartbroken
I thought when love for you died, I should die. It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.
heart heaven
Hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
heart needs busy
I have need to busy my heart with quietude.
england eternal evil gives less pulse shed somewhere thoughts
And think, this heart, all evil shed away, / A pulse in the eternal mind, no less / Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given.
fish stream
Fish say, they have their stream and pond;But is there anything beyond?
behind space
Somewhere, behind space and time, Is wetter water, slimier slime
admiration love
We always love those who admire us; we do not always love those whom we admire.
cried suddenly turned
And then you suddenly cried and turned away.
caught god matched
Now, God be thanked who has matched us with His hour, / And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping.