For Cambridge people rarely smile, Being urban, squat, and packed with guile.

-Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

These laid the world away; poured out the redSweet wine of youth; gave up the years to beOf work and joy, and that unhoped serene, That men call age; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality.

Rupert Brooke
For Cambridge people rarely smile, Being urban, squat, and packed with guile.
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
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
Rupert Brooke

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.

Rupert Brooke
They love the Good; they worship Truth; / They laugh uproariously in youth; / (And when they get to feeling old, / They up and shoot themselves, I'm told).
Rupert Brooke

If I should die, think only this of me:That there's some corner of a foreign fieldThat is forever 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.

Rupert Brooke
I have a thousand images of you in an hour; all different and all coming back to the same. I think of you once against a sky line: and on the hill that Sunday morning. The light and the shadow and quietness and the rain and the wood. And you. Your arms and lips and hair and shoulders and voice - you.
Rupert Brooke

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.

Rupert Brooke
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.