Rupert Brooke
English poet (1887–1915)
1887–1915, born in Rugby
- Born
- 3 August 1887
- Birthplace
- Rugby
- Died
- 23 April 1915
From their work
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
If I should die, think only this of me:That there's some corner of a foreign fieldThat is for ever England. There shall beIn that rich earth a richer dust concealed;A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,Gave once her flowers to love, her ways to roam;A body of England's, breathing English air,Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.And think, this heart, all evil shed away,A pulse in the eternal mind, no lessGives 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.
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