Poetic Openings : Rupert Brooke to Rupert Brooke
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Song ( Ii ) :
First Line : All suddenly the wind comes soft,
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Song ( Iii ) :
First Line : The way of love was thus.
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Song Of A Tribe Of The Ancient Egyptians :
First Line : (The Priests within the Temple)
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Song Of The Beasts, The :
First Line : (Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.)
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Song Of The Pilgrims, The :
First Line : (Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the trees.)
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Sonnet :
First Line : (Suggested by some of the Proceedings of the Society for Psychical Research)
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Sonnet ( Suggested By Some Of The Proceedings Of The Society For Psychical Research ) :
First Line : Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun,
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Sonnet Reversed :
First Line : Hand trembling towards hand; the amazing lights
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Sonnet: I Said I Splendidly Loved You; It's Not True :
First Line : I said I splendidly loved you; it's not true.
Poet : Rupert Brooke :
Poem : Sonnet: Oh! Death Will Find Me, Long Before I Tire :
First Line : Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire
