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Safo
Safo

Blame Aphrodite

Blame Aphrodite
It's no use
Mother dear, I
can't finish my
weaving
You may
blame Aphrodite
soft as she is
she has…

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Safo
Safo

Cyprian, in my dream

Cyprian, in my dream
Cyprian, in my dream
the folds of a purple
kerchief shadowed
your cheeks --- the one
Timas one time sent,
a …

448
Safo
Safo

Awed by her splendor

Awed by her splendor
Awed by her splendor
stars near the lovely
moon cover their own
bright faces
when she
is roundest and lights…

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Safo
Safo

Anactoria

Anactoria
Yes, Atthis, you may be sure
Even in Sardis
Anactoria will think often of us
of the life we shared here, when you seemed
the Go…

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Safo
Safo

Although they are

Although they are
Although they are
only breath, words
which I command
are immortal

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

Way That Lovers Use, The

Way That Lovers Use, The
The way that lovers use is this;
They bow, catch hands, with never a word,
And their lips meet, and they do kiss,
-- So …

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

Wagner

Wagner
Creeps in half wanton, half asleep,
One with a fat wide hairless face.
He likes love-music that is cheap;
Likes women in a crowded place; …

232
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

Vision Of The Archangels, The

Vision Of The Archangels, The
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world,
Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky,
Bearing, with q…

233
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

V. The Soldier

V. The Soldier
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 th…

221
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

Treasure, The

Treasure, The
When colour goes home into the eyes,
And lights that shine are shut again
With dancing girls and sweet birds' cries
Behind the gate…

206
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

There's Wisdom In Women

There's Wisdom In Women
"Oh love is fair, and love is rare;" my dear one she said,
"But love goes lightly over." I bowed her foolish head,
And kissed her…

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

Tiare Tahiti

Tiare Tahiti
Mamua, when our laughter ends,
And hearts and bodies, brown as white,
Are dust about the doors of friends,
Or scent ablowing down th…

236
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Vision of the Archangels

The Vision of the Archangels
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world,
Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky,
Bearing, with qu…

183
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Way That Lovers Use

The Way That Lovers Use
The Way that lovers use is this;
They bow, catch hands, with never a word,
And their lips meet, and they do kiss,
—So I h…

207
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Song of the Pilgrims

The Song of the Pilgrims
(Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the
trees.)
What light of unremembered skies

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Soldier

The Soldier
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 …

205
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Old Vicarage, Grantchester

The Old Vicarage, Grantchester
Just now the lilac is in bloom,
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and…

235
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Night Journey

The Night Journey
Hands and lit faces eddy to a line;
The dazed last minutes click; the clamour dies.
Beyond the great-swung arc o’ the roof, divine,

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Hill

The Hill
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
You said, “Through glory and ecstasy we pass;

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Life Beyond

The Life Beyond
He wakes, who never thought to wake again,
Who held the end was Death. He opens eyes
Slowly, to one long livid oozing plain
Close…

205
Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Fish

The Fish
In a cool curving world he lies
And ripples with dark ecstasies.
The kind luxurious lapse and steal
Shapes all his universe to feel

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Goddess in the Wood

The Goddess in the Wood
In a flowered dell the Lady Venus stood,
Amazed with sorrow. Down the morning one
Far golden horn in the gold of trees and sun

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Charm

The Charm
In darkness the loud sea makes moan;
And earth is shaken, and all evils creep
About her ways.
Oh, now to know you sleep!
Out of…

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Rupert Brooke
Rupert Brooke

The Dead

The Dead
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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