Rupert Brooke

Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.

— Rupert Brooke

If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.

— Rupert Brooke

The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.

— Rupert Brooke

A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early.

— Rupert Brooke

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

— Rupert Brooke

But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one who swam ere rivers were begun, immense of fishy form and mind, squamous omnipotent, and kind.

— Rupert Brooke

Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?

— Rupert Brooke

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.

— Rupert Brooke

All the little emptiness of love!

— Rupert Brooke

If I should die, think only this of me:That theres some corner of a foreign fieldThat is for ever England.

— Rupert Brooke