Top 45 Rupert Brooke Quotes
#1. A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out all the years.
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#2. Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
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#3. Down the blue night the unending columns press
In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow
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#4. A kiss makes the heart young again a wipes out all the tears.
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#5. There are three good things in this world. One is to read poetry, another is to write poetry, and the best of all is to live poetry.
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#6. 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.
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#7. We always love those who admire us; we do not always love those whom we admire.
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#8. Canada is a live country - live, but not, like the States, kicking.
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#9. Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?
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#10. I shall desire and I shall find
The best of my desires;
The autumn road, the mellow wind
That soothes the darkening shires.
And laughter, and inn-fires.
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#11. In that rich earth a richer dust concealed.
(I'm flogging a dead horse w/ this one but this is the 1st time I've even seen this quotes feature! I just wanted to post something.)
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#12. Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.
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#13. But there's wisdom in women, of more than they have known, And thoughts go blowing through them, are wiser than their own.
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#14. But the best I've known
Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown
About the winds of the world, and fades from brains
Of living men, and dies.
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#15. Yet, behind the night, Waits for the great unborn, somewhere afar, Some white tremendous daybreak.
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#16. And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say fish
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#17. Just now the lilac is in bloom
All before my little room.
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#18. Love is a flame; - we have beaconed the world's night.
A city: - and we have built it, these and I.
An emperor: - we have taught the world to die.
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#19. Store up reservoirs of calm and content and draw on them at later moments when the source isn't there, but the need is very great.
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#20. That night, how could I sleep?
I lay and watched the lonely gloom;
And watched the moonlight creep
From wall to basin, round the room.
All night I could not sleep.
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#21. It's all a terrible tragedy. And yet, in it's details, it's great fun. And - apart from the tragedy - I've never felt happier or better in my life than in those days in Belgium.
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#22. A book may be compared to your neighbour: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early
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#23. Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.
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#24. Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.
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#26. 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.
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#27. These laid the world away; poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene,
That men call age; and those who would have been,
Their sons, they gave, their immortality.
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#28. But only agony, and that has ending;
And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.
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#29. If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England.
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#30. And in my flower-beds,
I think,
Smile the carnation
and the pink.
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#32. Proud, then, clear-eyed and laughing, go to greet Death as a friend!
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#33. Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond?
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#34. Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
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#36. 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.
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#37. For Cambridge people rarely smile, Being urban, squat, and packed with guile.
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#38. The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.
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#39. Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
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#40. I know what things are good: friendship and work and conversation. These I shall have.
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#41. 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.
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#42. I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.
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#43. All the day I held the memory of you, and wove
Its laughter with the dancing light o' the spray,
And sowed the sky with tiny clouds of love ...
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#44. They say that the Dead die not, but remain Near to the rich heirs of their grief and mirth. I think they ride the calm mid-heaven, as these, In wise majestic melancholy train, And watch the moon, and the still-raging seas, And men, coming and going on the earth.
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#45. My night shall be remembered for a star
That outshone all the suns of all men's days
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