Rupert Brooke Quotes
1887–1915 England
Rupert Chawner Brooke (3 August 1887 – 23 April 1915) was an English poet.
Also known as: Brooke, Rupert
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Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
Letters from America (1916)
Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink.
In your arms was still delight,
Quiet as a street at night;
And thoughts of you, I do remember,
Were green leaves in a darkened chamber,
Were dark clouds in a moonless sky.
Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?
One may not doubt that, somehow Good
Shall come of Water and of Mud;
And sure, the reverent eye must see
A purpose in Liquidity.
Mid youth and song, feasting and carnival,
Through laughter, through the roses, as of old
Comes Death, on shadowy and relentless feet
Death, unappeasable by prayer or gold;
Death is the end, the end.
Proud, then, clear-eyed and laughing, go to greet
Death as a friend!