Quotes by Rupert Brooke
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
We always love those who admire us; we do not always love those whom we admire.
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.
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.
But only agony, and that has ending; And the worst friend and enemy is but Death.
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.
Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.
But the best I've known Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown...
Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?
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.
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.
Mud unto mud!—Death eddies near— Not here the appointed End, not here!...
He leaves a white Unbroken glory, a gathered radiance, A width, a shining peace, under the night.
"Horrors ha only a few years ago belonged in he realm of dysopian science ficion have become common place in oday's world - geneically engineered Frankensein foods are forced down our hroas by governmens and corporaions; animals soaked in a bah of poisonous growh hormones are slaughered in he name of a quick buck and increased profi; vas warehouses of 'bio-machines' (beer known o you and I as pigs) lie in darkness, ready o be harvesed for heir organs for human ransplans; he counry side is doed wih concree bunkers where bloodied vivisecors irelessly work heir way hrough he gus and viscera of endless animal vicims! he horrors are seemingly endless... bu hey are NO ineviable!"
Just now the lilac is in bloom, All before my little room; And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the carnation and the pink...
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.
Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy hope or fear. Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond? This life cannot be All, they swear, For how unpleasant, if it were! 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.
To those who do not know mathematics it is difficult to get acoss a eal feeling as to the beauty, the deepest beauty, of natue. If you want to lean about natue, to appeciate natue, it is necessay to undestand the language that she speaks in
If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England. There shall be In 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 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.
